Lake Rodney bikini season in the southern hemisphere

Behati glanced at the lake that was now behind her. "No plans," she confirmed, eyes wandering down the path Peregrine had presumably taken to get there. Having yet to fully commit her life and soul to Blacktail Deer Plateau, she was not as disinterested in the lives of strange wolves as he was. They still represented the possibility of adventure rather than trouble. "Are you moving, or something?" she asked, licking her lips.