"Winter fires are fires built for Winter. Bonfires to ward off the darkest nights, housefires that bring families together, torches in the hands of hunters and Winter mobs. They have a different purpose to other fires, a different mindset makes them, a different intention."

Reynard laughs. "Settle in. I'm a stubborn spirit." He strokes his beard and peers at Ice Bear, lips twisted in a small grin. "Snails and birds but not alive... A... hat? No! A bag?"