Xander looked up and watched for a few moments as the snow fell faster, pulling up his hood, his ears flattening slightly. "Well, if you don't want to freeze to death then move your ass, otherwise you're more than welcome to sit around here next to a crashed bus and a load of dead people."
He started to make his way towards the town, or at least, the direction he thought he saw the town in before the fog started to get thicker. His ears pricking up slightly as he heard the sound of snow rapidly crunching under feet. "That's not any of us..." He nodded at what Angder said, getting a similar feeling, and picked up his pace, overtaking Angder as he did. "Don't die, whatever you do."