"I can find my way back from near anywhere. It's a talent, least my Daddy claims it is," Dolores adds and casts a glance at the others and the woman who had offered up a gun.

"I know a bit about trackin in the snow...so long as we travel in the daylight I can keep track of where we been and where we're headed." She shifts and sets a hand on the pouch at her hip. "Can't say I'm a good shot, though. I'd welcome some...heartier accompanyment should we go wanderin."