Yosh was walking along the frost stone, his small paws making little clicks. He was carrying a few items he had scavenged around the gaol to bring back to Master Onze. However, the faint sound of fighting drew his attention. He put down the items, unsheathed his sword, and made his way towards the noise; watching the scene unfold. "A human? Not from h're I supposeth, with yond get-up..." He murmured to himself, debating to join and help the stranger fight off the horrific human melded abominations.