post-traumatic storm disorder

Hari chuckled. "There is no 100% accurate, fool-proof way to predict the weather, but at least there's something. Unlike earthquakes and boy the volcano didn't give us to much to go on far away as we were." He settled down on his haunches, front paws up on the border of the well as he scratched absent-mindedly at it. Oooooo that gave him an idea. He gestured to Ari who had been off climbing one of the burnt trees. The monkey hopped down and bounded over to him.

"You don't know if a front will bring in just showers or a storm without keeping a constant eye on the clouds. If you see stratus clouds or cirrostratus clouds you can expect rain. If you see those cumulonimbus clouds expect a nasty storm. Those are the baddies you want to keep an eye out far but of course I can't say how long it would take them to get to you. It depends where they are. Ari, carve a sundial in this thing will you?" He couldn't help himself. Ever since he learned one trick he now wanted to put a sundial everywhere. The monkey started carving a circle into the top of one of the stones. They already were covered in carvings. One more wouldn't hurt.

"If it helps in the late spring and summer when you see a cumulonimbus they tend to move southwest to northeast. So if the thing is northeast of you you probably don't need to worry. And of course in general lines of storms move west to east." Again, it wasn't a case of always. There were just very few absolutes with the weather. Ari finished carving the circle and poked at Harbringr who nodded. Yea, it was looking good.