Snow ate quietly as she looked around her, the sun slowly rising and sending its rays through the morning fog. The other group had already begun packing up to continue their journey and Snow gave them a kind wave. After her plate was cleared, she too began to get things packed up so they could continue their trip.<br/><br/>It wasn't long before the bags were packed, the tent was taken down and folded away, and they spread their ashes out and covered the pit. Snow smiled to Baraxan as she threw her bag over her shoulder and they began to make their way down the trail.<br/><br/>The journey down was less labor intensive then their journey up, which also allowed them to move a bit faster. The mountain blocked the winds so the cold wasnt too bad either. Snow, always keeping her ears in tune to their surroundings, stopped in her tracks. A branch snapped.<br/><br/>She signalled to Baraxan to stop as she took a moment to listen, trying to decide if it was a threat or simply an animal. The air around them was eerily quiet. Snow continued forward with caution as they continued to move. This part of the mountain had trees gradually appearing as the forest thickened the farther down they went. The trail was narrow, enough for no more then two people sode by side. Snow began to have the strangest feeling of being watched so she slowly rested her hand on a small knife at her side.<br/><br/>Several shadows began to move rapidly around them, most being fairly large in size. It was clear that they walked into some sort of an ambush which was common on these trails. Many thieves would take advantage of the dense wood at the base of the mountain to sneak onto unsuspecting victims.<br/><br/>One of the masses emerged in a rush at Snows back, she ducked quickly and used her small stature to sent the being toppling over her and onto the ground. She readied her knife as more masses circled, trying to size the two of them up.