Taking a deep breath, Natasha let out a sigh, watched her breath materialize in the air, then ventured out. With her palms warm using pyrokinesis, she placed her hands on the snow and watched it melt. She made a path down the walkway, all the way towards the lump in the snow. Then, making sure her hands were at a normal temperature, she started to brush and dust off the angel.
Getting on her tiptoes, she brushed off the snow from his head first. Seeing him, she sighed and dug the rest of his body out. "What're you doing here, Castiel? And how did you end up in the snow?"