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The cold had descended like a blanket once night fell, crisp, bone-chilling waves of it settling down through the boughs as the heavily wooded mountain spine - snow giving way to spotty patches of earth and dead pine needles a mere few hundred feet away - sent the occasional wind curling down the frozen slopes. The bull had been careless, enthralled by the splendor of the sun seeming to catch the snowy peaks ablaze, and his fingers had become an alarming shade of blue as he twisted lower-hanging, snow-dusted pine branches together with those he'd just finished hacking from the trees. He had a bit of work ahead of him yet, his laboring illuminated in the silvery-blue light of the full moon and a vast bloom of stars incredibly innumerous in the thin, crystal-clear purity of the air.

Nearby idled a curious creature, a head taller than the largest draft horses and far more intimidating. Glossy equine fur of purest onyx sparred for domination with glittering jade scales, golden reptilian eyes in a horses face sluggish with the cold. Omnivorous teeth gnawed and ground at a rather unique bit that dangled reins along the ground while the beast watched its master prepare his fire-hut so that they might survive this nights cold. Muscled hide roiled with frequent, violent tremors as the cold-blooded steed hovered close to the feverish bull, working what nutrients it could from the needles of the nearest branch.