The painful cold of the air drew painfully into Tenel Ka's lungs. Opening her eyes all she beheld was glaring white. White clouds backlight by painfully white sunlight, white flurries snow blown by howling wind and the white cloud from her breath, emitting from her mouth and battered by the wind. I need shelter. She decided, her rational mind functioning for now. If she didn't get out of the cold it would slow down and die a slow inevitable death. I wasn't alone. Tenel Ka remembered in a flash of waking realization. She hauled herself to her feet, ignoring the pains from bruises and contusions. How did I get here? She thought straining both mind and eyes as she tried to locate her companion, and remember what she was doing only moments before. It was almost purely instinctual when she blasted a hole through the snow with the Force, determining that the snow was sufficiently deep to build a shelter. Where is my companion and who is he. He? Yes he. Of course it is I feel Jacen . . . Tenel Ka thought, to her dissatisfaction much slower and less coherently than normal. My head is killing me. Concussion? She thought. Forget that where is Jacen? He feels injured, and . . . unconscious? Tenel Ka shook her head violently, immediately regretting it. She fought of the dizziness and moved as quickly as she could manage through the deep snow. For the first time she deeply regretted not utilizing the brown jumpsuits the other students wore. Her exposed thigh and calves felt like a thousand needles stabbing her all at once. She fortunately did not have to travel far before she found him. For the briefest moment she thought him dead, laying there at an unnatural angle for a living being to lay without pain. gently she checked his limbs and neck, finding no broken bones she checked his ribs. Jacen woke with a gasp of pain and a painfully tortured yelp. He then lapsed again into unconsciousness. Tenel Ka cursed out loud. His mind doesn't feel murky like mine. She thought regretting that she could not rely on a mind not concussed. Concussion or not, her mind still function. He will die if I don't get us to shelter. She thought as she quickly scanned the area. The burnt and still burning escape pod caught her eye. That explains how I got here. she thought looking at the pod the snow near the entrance, where Jacen lay. I must have pulled him through the hatch, and then collapsed. How long was I unconscious? she thought. She noticed that the Cargo Hatch seemed undamaged. She wrent the hatch open with the Force, and managed with her single arm to get the Survival crate out onto the snow. She looked at Jacen. This might be difficult. She thought. Stepping to Jacen she grabbed the nech of his jumpsuit and turned away, and painfully pulled him onto her shoulder, ignoring the painful protest from her elbow and shoulder. Using Telekinesis was difficult distracted by the weight of Jacen, the cold and slowed down by the concussion. Be she found the need, the desperate necessity to focus enough that she was able to pull both Jacen,physically, and the crate mentally into her Cave. She used the Force to make a double back so they would have a space without the wind blowing in from outside. gently dropping Jacen she opened the crate. The Survival crate was meant for all enviroments, it contained numerous items for all enviroments. A self erecting Tent caught her eye and quickly reading its dimensions and its deployment instruction, she used the Force yet again to dig deeper into the snow, this time she found the hillside underneath the snow. She placed the packed tent and pulled the release tag that made it self erect. At least the survival gear works. She mused and then grabbed Jacen, quickly placing hi in the tent, noting that the Tent had pushed the snow in all directions and was supporting the weight of the snow above and around it. She then put the crate in the tent and began rummaging through the crate when she realized something very troubling. Jacen had stopped shivering. Alarm showed on her face and in her thoughts. Finding at last a sleeping bag she threw it onto the floor of the Tent before sealing the tent. I'm soaked. she realized. I'm soaked and my clothing does not retain water. But Jacen's clothes do! Tenel Ka's mind worked quickly as it could in it current state. She opened his jumpsuit "I'm sorry Jacen, but I don't have an alternative." She said to him in a shaky croak as she quickly stripped him of his cloths. She hesitated only for a moment before removing his undergarment, making a serious effort not to look. She then realized that she still needed to get him into the bag. She opened it fully and forgot to not look as she muscled him on top of the splayed bag, and zipped it shut around him. He was still not shivering. It was then that the cold started seriously affecting her. She realized that she had stopped shivering too. Eye widening in terror she all but tore the Rancor hide armor off herself, slowed only by the clumsiness of finger so numb she could not feel them. Naked she shimmed herself into the bag meant for a single adult. At this point rational thought had abandoned her and she sought the warm of Jacens body. Hugging it with a fierceness only extreme cold could induce. At least he is warm. Tenel Ka thought, for the moment content with the relative warmth of the sleeping bag and the warm body next to her. She was so content that she nearly fell asleep. She jolted fully awake when Jacen started shivering, and then realized that she was shivering too. With that wakefulness she quickly took stock. "I have a concussion." she said aloud to remind herself. This time she spoke with strength behind her words. The concussion did not seem severe, but she shouldn't sleep. Not without a doctor she had no way of knowing how bad it was. With sinking dread she realized that Jacen might also be concussed. She tried to wake him. "Jacen. Jacen wake up. Please wake up!" she implored shaking him. The shaking jarred his ribs and his body tensed, but her remained unconscious. Stop! She mentally chided herself. More gently she probed his ribs, finding the breaks at the base of his ribs near the spine on his right side, she rolled him onto his left side and sidled herself back to his front. His breathing immediately grew deeper and stronger. Pulling his arm over her Tenel Ka settled in, determining herself to not fall asleep, knowing that if she did, given her concussion, she might not wake up again.