Huge Silouate Horns

If you wake up at dawn in the month of Aperirel, you can sometimes catch sight of a bovine silhouette with enormous horns, wrapped in a thick cloud of fog. This is Silouate, taking a brief moment to rest during his endless race across the world. The Minotoror has agreed to use his great endurance in service to Xelor and all Twelvians by using his hot breath to drive the last remaining crystals of frost from the branches of the newly budding trees. (Place this headgear over other, already-equipped headgear to change its appearance.)