Arlo laid in the snow, his chest rising and falling with every breath he took. His eyes were closed and he was asleep .
She stopped when she saw him, only to be sigh when she realized he was sleeping. She went over to him and knelt down, her cocked. Carefully, she lifted the glasses from his face, putting them on to look around, squinting slightly.
His eyesight really was terrible. The world was blurry and out of focus, only showing strange blobs and color. He murmured slightly before he opened his golden brown eyes. It took him a moment to recognize the figure crouching above him. “Callie?”
