There are peculiar tracks in the snow as she approaches her target. They don't look human, nor like anything bipedal. They're light and twisting, and if she's ever seen a picture of the sweeping shapes a sidewinder makes when crossing soft sand, they're highly reminiscent.

Although it'd be a pretty weird snake to be out in weather like this, right?

Weird enough to leave a strange crystalline skin, the color of arctic ice, hanging from a fire escape on one of the buildings. From the look of the skin, the snake--if indeed it was a snake--that left it must have been close to twenty feet long.

Even at that rate, it's probably less of a threat than the gangs. Probably.