Winter, clad in silver and white, everything withers.
The snow was heavy this year, within the Sky Fox Cave, decorated in a classic and understated elegance no different from a human scholar's abode, a group of foxes huddled together beside the fire pile. The mountain harvest was dismal, and for some unknown reason, this year was proving to be difficult to get through.
The Divine Tree's Fruit aided the Fox Clan in their cultivation, refining their qi and blood, shaping their souls, and in the cold of winter, it was as if their bodies contained a furnace, emanating heat that allowed them to live normally. Utilizing the severe winter to meditate, they might even come to understand spirit possession, transforming into human forms like grandmothers, or condensing their qi and blood to become powerful Demonic Beasts, not without the chance to shape-shift.
"Grandma, I want to go out and play!"
"Don't go, the humans are coming, let's hide first!"
The grandmother fox said to the others.
