So far they had only picked up fragments of a trail toward the mountains—broken branches, footprints in the mud, threads snagged on brambles in the underbrush. Then the trail ran cold and it looked like they would have to give up, but Fox had insisted that he could find the villagers with his Semblance.

“I don’t get it. They should be right here.” Fox sat down next to Coco.

“I guess you slightly oversold your ability to track the survivors,” Coco said.

He shrugged. “I know someone’s out there, but the signal’s weak. I think the mountain passes are causing interference, like the buildings back in Vale. Either that, or …”

“What?” Velvet asked.

“There aren’t enough survivors to get a good fix on them,” Fox sent.

“The longer it takes to locate them, the fewer there’ll be,” Coco said.

- RWBY: After the Fall, Chapter 11