Hot girl summer

Summer had undoubtedly arrived in Boreas, even if it was a far cry from summers of the past. At least it was warming up; the rocks of Monument Rapids were no longer slicked over with dangerous ice, and though a chill still lingered in the air - especially in the mornings and evenings - it was definitely growing warmer. The sun felt surprisingly warm today against his back as he lounged by the edge of the rapids, lazily fishing. Emphasis on the lazy. He wasn't really aiming for much, mostly keen on dipping his paws in the ever-rising rapids and occasionally batting at a fish. Once he'd gotten close to snagging one, but as soon as he rolled to a proper position and tried to reach for it, it was gone, slipping easily between his paws. Ah well, he wasn't too bothered. Corvus let out a yawn as he stretch out his forepaws and resisted the urge to roll onto his side and close his eyes.