“Whatever.” Catskill risked a second for another look. Four ponies, it seemed. At least one unicorn. No shots came her way. Hopefully, they only had the one arquebus. “Okay. If we can get to my house, we can hole up there, wait out the blizzard. I know this place, but those guys-” She jerked her head towards the cliff. “-don’t. They won’t be able to find us before the storm hits. Once the blizzard’s gone, we’ll-” What would they do? Make a break for it at the same time as the others? “-I don’t know what. We’ll see.”