A lifeless ice field, a land even the gentle Anemo Archon has never visited. How is it that it still has its lonely inhabitants?
The Boar Princess, Part 2. The story continues on the glacier.
North of the boar forest was a frozen tundra.
The playful Barbatos had not reached those lands, so they remained covered by ice and snow.
Every creature who ventured there risked freezing their paws and hooves off.
"It's cold, too cold! It's freezing! My claws are going to shatter!"
Even the bravest, strongest Boar King could not withstand the frigid tundra.
"Oink, oink, oink! My frozen snout is turning purple!"
There lived but a single lone wolf pup in that place.
(The childish handwriting at the bottom of the page reads: "dada, why does the little doggy have paws that don't freeze off in the cold?")