Jade Fern Grove stand up and hold your ground

I'm so sorry this took me forever and a day to get up! :c @Kaskara

Jorunn was not sure what to make of the drop in temperatures over the past couple of weeks as they dipped lower. There was a slight nip to the air that hadn't been there before, having never been explained to about the different seasons. As far as the young Lodbrok was aware there was only one season: summer. There were many things that he hadn't been taught before the Fates stole him away from his mother and siblings, strung along as the young Seer was with a destiny that had demanded he be elsewhere; though a destiny without hardly any knowledge of where he came from was not one that tied him to his ancestry. He vaguely remembered names from stories that Thistle would tell them, but he'd long since forgotten the sound of her voice, or what she even looked like. He remembered he had four siblings and one twin but, tragically, their names had begun to fade from his mind as he took in information that was more important to him. Their names and faces became instead the names and faces of Scimitar and Bazi's litter: Allure, Pasha, Whittier, and Swift. He knew they were not his blood but they were his siblings for whatever it was worth, now.

The more time spent away from Stavanger Bay brought with it the kind of feeling that his life before Scimitar, Bazi and the bear had been a dream. A different Jorunn. The bear that had turned his world upside down had destroyed the Jorunn of the past; and that was exactly how the young legend saw it as: two distinctive parts of him one that no longer existed and the one that he was now. It was the present and future Jorunn turned his eyes and attention to now. His life was here, and the wolves of Jade Fern Grove were his family now. 

The smell of the air was different, somehow more spicy. A warm sort of aroma of the autumn season as the world around them begun to die. If the colors had begun to change on the trees yet, Jorunn could tell and would never be able to see in all of it's glory. The leaves were still varying shades of gray to him, for that was the colors of the world with his monochromacy though he had yet to learn that he didn't see normally, as everyone else did. Still, even if he would have known he would not have let it stop him. It was a hindrance during particularly sunny days, sure, but he wasn't about to let that stop him. Despite that he was weary about the bear he'd glimpsed on his previous patrol run with Bazi he knew from the slight chill in his gut that he should have asked an adult to accompany him on a patrol of the borders (especially since he was still young) but he desired to do things on his own, to prove that he was worthy of staying and...to impress and appease Bazi (whose threat still lingered unforgotten in the back of his mind).