I noticed that the snow wasn't actually melting from the prints of their footprints. It was just that something black had piled up on the snow.
I checked the canoe we were in, looking for something that made them interested in this. I looked carefully at the oars—we used them for paddling—if they were simply old wooden oars.
Shashin came over to me, checking in on the old wooden canoe. "I also came here last month, but it is just the same old canoe," he said.
I stared at him for a moment, thinking maybe there was something else they were looking for. "Is it possible that it is not the canoe that attracted them?" I said.
I turned my attention to two other wooden canoes covered in snow not far from us. It seemed that someone used them to come to this forest, but he never came back.
