A vast blanket of snow fell from the sky, and the howling wind was cold enough to make one shiver. Now and then, massive hailstones would plummet from the heavens.
The forest, its branches bent low under the weight of heavy snow, was terrifyingly silent. A thick white mist hung in the air, and not a single animal could be seen.
The great, rushing rivers had frozen solid. Beneath the thick layer of ice, the faint shadows of a few fish could occasionally be seen swimming by.
The Beastmen had sealed their doors and windows tight, draping the females in thick, tanned bearskins. An Jin's home was no exception.
However, without a special diet, the silk spun by the silkworms was too light and thin to be made into warm, plush coats. So, in the harsh winter, most Beastmen still opted for heavy fur clothes made from animal hides.
