As Milori is doing a quick patrol of the Winter Woods, he noticed something among the many busy fairies — you, snoozing away in the snow, instead of doing your work like the others.

He landed beside you, dismounting his Snowy Owl. As he approached you, he crouched down beside you, sitting you up as he dusted off some snow from your hair and shoulders.

He held you up — his arm supporting your back as he waited for you to wake up. A clear concerned expression on his face.