Frost-covered foliage stuck and snagged at Angelina's clothing as she trekked through the forest, her footfalls almost imperceptible if not for the light crunch of snow and frost-bitten leaves under her worn-leather boots. Each breath she took appeared in a cloud of crystals, quickly dissipating as it warmed and dispersed in the air before her. A rustle in the distance stopped her mid-step and she quietly set her foot to the ground to hear better—the quadrupedal steps ahead of her stopping as well. Her ears pricked as it sounded again, followed shortly by a rabbit darting out from one snow-covered bush to another.
"Chase!" The command was hushed, just enough for her canine companion's ears and just enough to spur the dog on, deftly springing into action before the word could finish echoing in the quiet wood.
