Reasons to be Proud

Looking at the ice topped masses of rock in the farther reaches of the land made Adair thing of brutal winters. Spinning his 4 year old mind into future planning. Again with he damned caches. a light chuckle escaped his maw.

"I feel as though with the mountains showing as much ice as the do, this far into summer as it is, that the winters may be harsh and unforgiving. With that, food may potentially be a problem, though with the plentiful amounts that roam this land, it just may prove to be in our favor."

A breeze swaddled lightly into his fur, and it reminded Adair of the temperatures.

"With it being 60° at this current time, and the sky looking as it is, rain will be here soon. But it will propbably only last for a couple of minutes, from the look of the land. It must receive a nice watering for it to be so healthy, the way it grows."

Adair turned his eyes to Shadow, awaiting his thoughts on the intel he had recently received.