basked in a blanket of snow

As soon as the war was over Guinevere was of- travelling back to her home, her family. Its been so long since the youth had caught her eyes on her parents, sisters, brothers, aunts. It was exciting! her breathing would be inconsistent, all over the place in huffs and puffs. " Im here! Did anyone miss me!" The youth would squeel, over the moon to breath in the vallhallan scent. As soon as she stepped into the terrain Guinevere fell in a heap on the floor, snatched away from rest. It was then she would roll over onto her back and put a paw in the air, pushing at the clouds. Where was everyone?