Arelia lets the snow fall on her, instead of blocking it like she normally does.
She smiles at Cerberus, "Don't stray too far ahead!" She calls to him.
He barks in reply and hangs back.
While walking she looks into her satchel and digs through it.
With a sharp intake of breath she pulls out a rather empty bottle and uncorks it, then drains it's contents in a quick gulp. She returns the cork to the bottle and puts it away.
Arelia draws her cloak closer around her, muttering a profanity under her breath.