Where Ferns Grow

There was a chill breeze coming down from the north and she shuddered for just a moment. All it would take is one decent cold front to annihilate the plant life here but it was hard for her to say how far south the snow would come on a 'normal' year. It had snowed plenty the past winter but with the weather finally warming up perhaps they'd get a break this close to the equator? It was really hard to say but that breeze made her doubt that everything was going to stay green much longer.

She turned to continue on her way when a strange canine with no fur approached her. She titled her head, examining this odd creature. His manner of speaking was as strange as his form but Jynn managed to pick out the words, especially race. She perked up. "Sure, I'll race ya! What do you have in mind for a course? What about the start signal?"