After narrowly avoiding a misleading Zorua and it's vicious Zoroark caretaker, you've found yourself stranded up on the mountains, the snowfall picking up as the frost settles in comfortably once again. You look for the village; nothing.

Now questioning your options and if your clothes would be thick enough to survive, you search your surroundings for something at all. Again, nothing. Until a small head pokes up out behind a rock, a small snicker sounding out as a claw rests upon the rock.