Goulaffre is wroth and is breathing down threats on Allanic and Fistilou, the fugitives whom he's hunting down to destroy. So unfortunate that he didn't see them hiding under a large stone. Now they have stolen his boots and I get the feeling that if he doesn't stop his pursuit of the fugitives, he would be done for, someday.
This carpet of snow is always so beautiful, just like a covering of a white blanket.