All it took was a scream to get Drizzak up and into motion. One familiar scream and he was up in a flash, fully awake and fully ready to act. He was naked besides his loincloth, sure, but putting them on could mean death for him. The cold was just too much. Instead, he grabbed for his blade and made for the direction of the scream. It was Sana that screamed, he remembered the sound from their previous adventures together. She was a tough woman, and only screamed when bad things were well and truly bad.

He reached the others relatively quick, his shorter legs failing to hamper his speed as he sprinted to the scene of the crime. 

"What is happen!? Where Sana? Why you have bow?"

Drizzak barked at the group, and at the one holding Sana's bow. He could smell strange scents on the air, but his nose was not as good as he wished it was. He was getting heated up. This was very bad, what could have taken her? Surely someone saw it?