"I don't mind the snow," Jon said, mouth turning up in a hint of a smile before it dropped down into more dour lines again. "I just simply am afraid we'll get another storm like we had before. I wanted to do as much hunting as I could while the weather was clear."

If the weather held out for long enough, they might be able to eat well even if the snow kept them indoors for several days. It was often like this at the Wall - preparing during clear days for those so white that a man couldn't see his hand in front of his face.