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When Fionna met her in the entrance hall she wasted no time and just ran onto the grounds, on the path she'd already made. "You have to dig him out!" She said as they ran across the grounds, the heavy wind pushing them back. The path was already almost covered up, but a few spells and swishes of her wand and it was clear again.
"Almost there!" She called through the snow, dashing to the Whomping Willow. She levitated one of the dead branches that had recently fallen to jab at the place near the roots. The tree was practically frozen stiff so it didn't resist too much. She crawled again, Fionna behind her, through the passage. When they made it to where the shrieking shack should be, it was nothing but blinding white snow.
“Fionna,” She said, teeth chattering in the cold, “Transform as best you can, the nose is what matters most so focus on that as b-best as y-you c-c-can.” It was getting colder. “Sniff him out, you'll do a better job th-than a d-doe.”

The thought of Lucas dead under the snow was more than she could bear. She knew he'd be freezing, he'd been out here for at least an hour, adding up how long it took to get here, back, get Fionna, and get here again. In the meantime, while Fionna was transforming, Lillian kept melting the snow as best as she could to make it a little bit easier. Oh God I hope we find him quickly...

Lillian watched as Fionna transformed and started sniffing Lucas out. Lillian kept her fingers crossed and kept melting the snow, even as it fell. Fionna was a snow leopard, so it was hard to see her in all of this, but at least she had black colored spots. At last, she found him. Lillian ran over and helped drag him out, he was completely buried. Fionna had found him...But not all of him. Lillian rushed over to where Lucas lay and clapped a hand to her mouth. He was blue, like he was frozen. He was missing 3 fingers on his right hand, and 1 on his left. Only the first toe was left on his feet, the smaller four were gone.
"His hands..." She whispered, eyes wide.

She didn't think it would be this bad, but after all, he was only wearing a shirt and pants, no layers or coats, since when he transformed they didn't fit. Not to mention the shirt and pants had to be loose after fitting a huge wolf. He was shaking, but he wasn't conscious. She picked him up with surprising strength and held his right hand. It wasn't bleeding, the blood had literally just...frozen. The only good thing was that if he woke up now, he wouldn't feel any of this. He'd certainly feel it when she took him in for bone regrowth, but she'd deal with that later. At least it wasn't the whole hand... She wasted no time in conjuring a blanket, she just ran. If she levitated him, he'd be dealing with snow falling. So she held him tight, she was wearing a thick robe, and called out in the howling wind, “Fionna, down the tunnel, transform back when we're in view of the castle!”