"Uusi lumi on vanhan lumen surma."
"New snow if the death to old snow."
- Finnish Proverbs
The scouts trudged difficultly in the snow, although the snow is only around two centimeters thick it still created a hell lot of problems for these scouts. First it made the lands slippery making it almost impossible to continue the journey riding on their horses in the fear of the hooves. And the snow covered the narrow dirt road in to a long strip of moist swamps, trapping any one's feet sinking inside. All of these factors combined, plus the worsened visibility gave these scouts a night mare.
"Do you see anything?"
"No I don't, except for a few rabbits… Maybe we can hunt a few of them and bring back for dinner."
"Shush, focus on your task first, you two are making too much sound, if there's an Ottoman nearby, he would just sneak upon you and slit your throat."
"Yes boss…"
