Moonspear Summertime won't last long.

Hydra hummed as Meerkat observed her new state of soreness, and Hydra nosed her flank gently enough, her gaze warm. You will become used to it, and soon, there will be no soreness at all, she informed with a wave of her plume. Hydra was certain of it; the mountain was not at all accomodating to the feeling to start, but as you became acclimated to it you could begin to travel the place without aches at all. Meerkat then asked what this place was, and Hydra's blue eyes traced the rolling fog around them. 

We call it The Pale, she drawled, ear twitching. The place was always warmer than any other spot upon the mountain, and even in the Winter the fog was ceaseless. It is always like this... though some days, it is more difficult to see with your eyes than others. It is a good place to train, she hummed, gaze shifting to Meerkat, and to explore, too. There are likely still spots in this place others have yet to find, she remarked, knowing that might excite the young girl. She seemed to have an adventurous spirit, after all.