_{[ Luck was with Kirk. Blind as that jump has been, the snowfall had been more than enough to cushion him from anything more detrimental than some bruises (or so he guessed seeing as he felt no larger pains anywhere on his person). He brushed snow from his hair and shirt, whose minimal thermal capabilities were seriously being tested by his sitting in a snow drift and staring at a man on a horse and a dog that looked as inclined to be friendly as the bears. ]}

Do bears really need a reason to chase someone? I'm surprised they're awake this time of year...

_{[ He paused as the realization came to him he had understood the other man. On a planet he was going to guess was not Earth because he had been several light years from Earth before waking up here. And as far as he knew, there was no transporter capable of covering a span of light years... ]}

You wouldn't happen to know where I am right now, would you?

_{[ He smiled as charmingly as he could through the cold and worked himself to his feet, brushing off his dark pants and yellow command shirt. ]}