Lucas must have spent about ten minutes darting through the snow, searching for the telltale signs of a fallen person. The blizzard was worsening by the minute, and if he didn't find her soon he never would. None of the trainers he tried to talk to helped much, all saying the same thing.
"Sorry, I haven't seen anyone come past all day." Rrgh, he wanted to punch something. He was getting seriously worried - he was more attatched to her than he would have liked to admit. She was pretty, she was funny... she wasn't really replaceable.
Dawn lay in the snow trying to fight off shivers. They were getting more and more violent. By all rights she should have fallen asleep long ago.
"Dawn! Dawn, where the hell are you?"
She lifted her head ever so slightly, dislodging the layer of snow that had gathered.
Lucas was standing mere metres away.
She gave in to the shivers.
Lucas swept his gaze over the area, finally seeing a quivering lump of snow. He sprinted over, trapping and regaining his balance. Disregarding the snow soaking into his knees, he knelt down and moved the snow away.
Dawn was lying just under the surface the the snow, shivering violently. Her eyes were closed.
"Dawn? Dawn, c'mon.." Lucas murmured, feeling hot tears roll from his eyes and freeze a moment later. The blizzard howled at his back like a hungry dog as he gently pushed at her arm, her back. He even tried stealing her hat.
She still didn't move.
Lucas bit his lip and realised he'd have to pick her up somehow... Hm.
He reached down (forcing his hands to stay away from her chest; she was unconscious, yes, but he wanted to save her dignity) and looped his arms around her. It took a few seconds (she was like a dead weight), but he managed to pull her up. Her body was as limp as a ragdoll, and her skin was deathly pale. He could even see frost forming on her clothes, which was seriously worrying.
"Dawn? C-Can you hear me?"
No response. He gulped and looped one of her arms around his neck, grabbing her wrist with the opposite hand. He stood up carefully, but she still dropped forward. Lucas grimaced (she wasn't normally this heavy) and straightened his knees, looping his arm around her waist.
He tested out walking. Her feet drgged in the snow, but at least he could move her.
That done, they started the long trek back to Snowpoint. They moved slowly, too slowly for Lucas' liking, but the blizzard seemed to be slowing the closer they got to Snowpoint City.
That much he was grateful for.