((I'm back!))
An old bulky chopper came into sight whipping tendrils of snow up and into Zoe's face. She squinted against the flurries. It was amazing they even saw them from the other side of the mountain, but it would be near impossible for them to land. A man with his sleeve tied off at an oddly high point near his should leaned out the air craft and motioned with his other arm to move back. Zoe looked over her shoulder at Micheal and Drac and reluctantly retreated back toward them.