    She looked upon Atchmon's paintings with newfound appreciation, finding Great Eagles, and a stick figure that must have been Atchmon catching dozens of fish over a fire with what looked like snowflakes over all of it. It must have meant that he caught and cooked many fish to survive the harsh Everfree winters. There was a faint white outline of a horse drawn within all the snow. No, not a horse. A Windigo! If he had seen such a thing, then the Hearth's Warming tale wasn't just a myth.