Ghost emerged from between two trees, with Val beside him. 
They look as though they belong together. Val was clad all in white; white wollen breeches tucked into high boots of bleaced white leather, white bearskin cloak pinned at the shoulder with a carved weirwood face, white tunic with bone fastenings. Her breath was white as well… but her eyes were blue, her long braid the colour of dark honey, her cheeks flushed red from the cold. It had been a long while since Jon Snow had seen a sight so lovely.