"Yeah! I would be," Toska nods, then slinks back out from under the overhang and beyond. "It's decided then. If we find someone frozen, I'll eat them. Unless you want a part? We could probably share."

But first they'll need to pick the trail back up. Beyond the overhang, that's exactly what he sets back to doing. Checking for disturbed snow, pebbles, dirt, anything. Eventually, he'll turn up a trail winding further down the mountain.

"I think they went this way."