The air is freezing.

Link can see his breath as he stands at the foot of Snowpeak Mountain. The snowstorm prevents him from seeing further than a few inches ahead. The icy gale feels like it's cutting straight through him.

Link ponders asking Midna to turn him to his wolf form. At least then he'd have fur. But then it would be harder to beat back the wolfos. They seem to sense what the Master Sword is and keep their distance, always growling at him.

Not only that, Ashei went ahead. He can't risk her accidentally attacking him.

Link trudges forward, the blizzard threatening to blow him off the mountain.