IC: CantaiCantai's brief rest was interrupted by a echoing cry of rage. He was sitting at the side of a large rock, and even thoughhe had been there for quite a short time, a tiny pile of snow had collected on his shoulders and head. As he rose up, the wind carriedit off him like a white cape before assimilating it into the snowy haze surrounding him.Slightly desorientated, he took a quick look around the immediate area. All he could see was icy structures, shaped by the relentless wind.No sign of whatever could have been the origin of the enraged roar.He decided not to move beyond his current spot. Not before using his Arthron.He started to focus on - very roughly - mapping out the terrain around him, but primarily on finding any moving entities nearby.After a moment of concentration he sensed something moving in his direction. An attacker?He grabbed the curved handle of his staff. The plains were dangerous, but he'd hoped to be left out of any possible mischief goingon out here, if only this one time. But it seemed like he was in for a fight.He picked up the staff with both hands and pointed the twin blades at the point of the entity moving towards him.But then he hesitated.Another gestalt was picked up by the Arthron's sonar power. This one was larger. And it was most certainly faster.Cantai heard the furious roar again. The moment after, he saw what appeared to be a Toa emerging from the whirling shroud, furiously limping.The Toa looked back, and there was a large monstrous shadow, plowing through the snow at great speed."You've gotten yourself in some trouble, mate", Cantai mumbled to himself. Then he rushed through the deep snow to aid his fellow Toa.