Looking down Candice discovered to her surprise that she was no longer bundled in the warmth of her trusty sweater, and the arctic breeze was very eager to point out that she needed it with another light, but chilling breeze. Shivering now and crossing her arms for warmth Candice glanced around confused and a little concerned for the fate of her sweater it was her favorite afterall, but thankfully she spots it laying in a pile where she had been standing moments before.
Unfortunately it looked like it was curtains for her one serious protection from the cold as three long precise cuts from the collar were essentially all it took to render her sweater useless as an article of warmth. Two down the sleeves to the wrists, and one straight down the middle to the waist. This had left nothing to hold the heavy garment up either by draping or tension and as a result it had dropped to the ground when candice had jumped back earlier. There was no helping it now from this point the severed threads would fray and no amount of tailoring would be able to mend it at least not without replacing most of the material, and at that point she might as well get a new sweater.
She steps forward to retrieve it anyway though. It was still abnormally cold out, and she could still tie the arms together, and wear it like a shawl for some warmth until she got back to town not to mention the sentimental value she should at least give it a proper burial. She then stoops down to pick it up when suddenly the sneasel appears again this time bursting from a snow bank and taking Candice by complete surprise! It makes another slash attack as it darts under her, and snaches the sweater before she can grab it. Despite being caught flat footed Candice manages to fall backwards to try to move away from the sneasels claws preferring to land her panty and miniskirt clad butt in the snow rather than let the sneasel get a good shot at her face or throat. She tries to give her Glaceon the order to attack the Sneasel but thanks to its innate speed and ninja like stealth its already escaped again. Its at this moment that Candice realized that the sneasel hadn't been aiming for her face though she beginning to wish it had because instead the sneasel had...
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