She'd seen the seasons turn over time and time again. She knew the routine, the signs, the outcomes--generally speaking, of course. as they did often vary with certain parameters, and never entirely ceased to occasionally surprise even time-tested Ame. But all the same: nights grew colder, longer, and the rich greens began to fade and mute away, some shifting to warm vivid reds in one last hurrah, and everything began to prepare for the coldest months in marked ways.

While all beauty in its own right, Amekaze never had been, or would be, one to overly favor the winter. She could appreciate it, and enjoy it to a certain extent, but never would it be her favorite.. she just liked the greenery and life of spring and summer far too much. So, beneath this first snowfall, she was more subdued, and toeing a line towards almost mournful; it was much like the final nail in the coffin for the seasons of easy, plentiful living that were spring through autumn.. Now, the freeze was bound to deepen from here on out and it was marking a time for them to change gears, adapt, and survive.

This quiet meandering over the borderlands brought her towards Drogon, eventually, and she picked up her ears when she spotted him. He was hard enough to miss against the freshly-laid snow, and with a few strides more, she zeroed in on the young male.. who looked to be enjoying the winter precipitation. With a coat like his, despite his dark shades, she did not find it surprising. "I think we are due for a snowy winter," she mentioned as she neared, pairing it with a slow tail wave, and remembering the years past when it had really piled up on the Teekon. Even on the mountains, the last year had been gentle on them, and the year before nothing overly noteworthy. "Last year it did not begin this early." Although he would have no comparison for this, it was just a thought to consider--and a reminder that not only were they a pack of warriors and scouts, but naturalists too. "What do you think?" she asked the boy, of this, and all else.

She does not know him well enough to know each and every one of his nuances, and quite frankly, she is used to sneaking up on wolves whether she meant to or not. Having the cerberus roam freely as it did seemed to increase these odds, and she'd never change that. "Mhm. Last year was pretty mild, too. The chill on the air seemed to come pretty early this time around.. but then again, it never got hot-hot over the summer," she supposed. It had been warm, yet never sweltering or overly dry.. and no major disasters had been brought by it, at least in her neck of the woods. Easy, almost pleasant, and a piece of her missed it already, although she saw the beauty in all seasons. She could still play her favorites. 

"A few years ago--I still lived across the valley on the Sunspire then, but we had tons of snow for most the season." she recalled, having learned that Teekon winters could bite quite hardly if they saw it fit, then turn around and be mild for the very next. "It was enough to make the big game hunting very good. They struggled to forage with everything beneath so much snow, and we could capitalize on bringing their weak down," she smirked, so if he liked a little dusting like this, that was another thing to look forward to with the deepening of the winter.

She hmm-ed thoughtfully, noting neatly this tundra of which he spoke. Odds of her ever knowing the place personally herself ran next to impossible, so in truth, she liked hearing of faraway lands if she could. It was as near to them as she would be going. "All year? It must be well north then," she mentioned, having heard of some lands like that, bitterly cold and formidable.. although none ever by that name of Enok itself. It was a life she didn't favor herself, although knew and respected that it took a certain sort to survive and rise above it. She really just liked the lush and the green far too much to ever be lured by perpetual chill.

And as for his mother that he missed, she fanned her ears and sent him a slow glance. She couldn't quite discern the full depth of the topic from that alone, and was inclined to leave it be, albeit like all things.. noted. "It can be a lot of chance, and a bit about reading the subtler signs—and cycles too.." she explained, brow furrowing somewhat. "And up to a lot of elements I cannot claim to understand." she nodded. Even that was only the beginning. "Wetter years tend to make for deeper snows, obviously. It has been a relatively rainy year so far, so maybe.." Her shoulders shifted; just a thought. "A bit more than normal. It would not surprise me," Amekaze sighed.

"So, how has the mountain been to you so far? And training with Hydra—?" Hard telling what that would entail, but the dark mother was infinitely curious of what her daughter had in store for him, and what it would foster in him.