Nothing Lasts Forever

This was actually not the first time Alarik had heard of the opposite seasons down here in Auster. The first one to tell him of the phenomenon had been that Pyralis woman. It wasn't that he hadn't believed her, he just wanted to see it for himself. And maybe he would. After all, summer in Boreas could be dreadful. If the heat got too bad, it was nice to know one could take a vacation in Auster and find some cooler temperatures. Or maybe it didn't work that way. If not, he could always retreat to northern Boreas like last summer.

"Aggressive prey? Hmm," he said. Times really must have been rough if the prey animals had gotten irritable. He listened with interest as Faine told him that now should be breeding season, meaning they should have less trouble finding food. "Well that's good. And, if you don't mind me asking, who is this we you speak of?" he asked.

"I can tell you belong to a pack, but what are they like?"