As they went north, the weather got colder by the minute.
Frigid winds bore with them dust particles as they howled across the plain and sent nameless plants flying all over. A grim atmosphere descended upon the plain as the cold wind seemingly announced the world's barren state. There were little to no tall plants across the vast plain. Due to the cold climate, there were only low, lifeless plants and a scattering of wild grass. It was not a place suitable for life...
...or hunting.
Hunting grounds and plants for foraging were, of course, still around, but they were not nearby. Dozens of kilometers away, there was a lush coniferous forest surrounded by patches of open fields and a few herds of herbivores as well as a couple of predators. Their existence fed the two small primitive settlements there, and conversely, the settlement was also game for the predators.
It was a time when men and beast were on the same level of the food chain.
