The snowstorm rose up along with the wind, as if trying on purpose to get into Caramel Arrow Cookie's eyes. She held her bow arched back, ready to shoot, her forearm infront of her eyes.

Just why did the snowstorm decide to rise up now?

She slowly advanced, trying to go against the wind and back to the Citadel. She couldn't even see it through the dense snow, she was betting solely on the fact that she'd been in this forest so many times that she knew where the Citadel was, even in this hell of a storm where she could barely see.

But no.

When she finally reached the location in which she remembered the Citadel was, she managed to steal a glance. Her face paled: it wasn't there.

She stared at her surroundings. Snow from all four directions, storming into her and by her, carried by the wind, like a sick harmony of spectres. Her grip on her bow loosened. She was lost: utterly and completely lost. She had tooken the wrong way.

As soon as she was on the brink on losing hope, she noticed.. a figure in the distance.

Another Cookie.

Her eyes went as wide as they could. Another Cookie? In such weather? She had to go and..

She used all of her remaining energy to start rapidly advancing towards the figure. She was a Watcher, after all, she had been taught to protect all of her kind after all. Her chest rose and fell with heavy breaths as she broke into a sprint.