Just out our front door

Stepping from one season into another was definitely not something Remus could ever say he expected to experience. The gradual transition into fall seemingly had been thrown out in certain areas and one just areas was just beyond the current Ashen borders. While he was patrolling with Maverick he spotted the obvious path that seemed to wind through the now brightly orange and red trees and pass along the river bank. It didn’t take much convincing to get the white and navy brute to agree to come with him and then the two of them were off, strolling through this oddly perfect piece of autumn. The river’s surface was dotted with falling leaves, adding splashes of color to the quick moving water. “Pretty strange, huh?” he mused as he looked around, trying to find what might be causing all of this.

"Remus Armada"