I Think It's Arrogance

This season was different than every other season he had experienced so far. It was...dry. The water was all drying up, the prey disappearing and he was forced to go further away from home to find anything decent. Blue gaze shifted skyward, the sun seemed almost sweltering, but he didn't understand why. Was Boreas like this too? He could only wonder. He hadn't been there since he had last seen Ash, though he didn't feel a need or a reason to go there since he lived her. He had met nobody worth his time, nobody who had caught his interest, though he didn't think there ever would be. He was two years old now this season, and had finally reached sexual maturity. He did find a couple of the girls in Talis...interesting, as of late. Their scents different than usual, so sticking around the pack where they were was getting hard. He huffed, kicking rocks across the dry ground as he went and grumbling. What was he to do now?