Fire B2C9

The blizzard… it sounded like it had lessened, but the whistling of wind still rattled the walls and windows. It wasn't the all-out storm it had been before, but the freezing temperature spoke of what lay outside.

"I could try and find us some more wood," I whispered.

"It's no use… we've been snowed in."

We had? How did she know? My eyes traced her face, zeroing in on the blue of her lips, and the small flecks of white in her hair. "You went outside? Are you mad?"

"I-I looked outside," she corrected. "Like I said, we're snowed in. I couldn't get out."

"Still, you stupid girl, what if something happened?"

"You would have done the same." Blake smiled when I couldn't find a counter to her words. "It doesn't matter," she said. "Unless we want to break down the walls, we're trapped. I guess our Quest ends here."

[...]

No… There was a scratching outside, the sound of something striking snow.

[...]

The noise increased, what had been a dogged digging now a frantic scramble.

"Faster!" Nora yelled, not an ounce of humour in her voice.

"Ruby, back away a bit," Yang shouted. "Let me get some space on this. Weiss, hit us up with some fire."

[...]

It was not a moment too soon, either, for the door barged open and a bedraggled, blonde figure strode in. Yang took one look at us, standing at least twelve feet away from one another, and froze my heart with one sentence.