Alex shakes his head. "No idea whatsoever. Other people of all scrub colors seem to be getting fire powers, so that's not it. Given how close it all started to the mice arriving, they seem connected."

Alex begins to consider their surroundings, and starts to clear an area inside a particularly deep patch of snow, where he begins to pile wood- some of it dry, some not. Any fire they build will put off a lot of smoke, but it won't flare up faster than they can (hopefully) handle.