Trudging through the snow, Bjorn couldn't help but remember his home. The small amount of snow reminded him of spring and summer in the steppes, and how the ice never really thawed at any point in time. It just was... there. It reminded him a lot of how the cold had just appeared with Cain's arrival, and never went away. As Bjorn got closer to the forest, his sword unlocked with a "click" in preparation for the inevitable fight. Even though he thought it impossible, he would still try for peace.