it's safe now

Summer began to kickstart his brain when his packmate asked him to prove his knowledge. He bit his lip thoughtfully, studying the land that stretched out before them and trying to remember what it all meant. This being his first experience with Winter, he wasn't too certain of himself as the predictions began to come to him. But, he had to start somewhere.

"Well, the leaves are turning, though I don't think this is any earlier than is typical of them, so I think Winter will come as it usually does, in the next few moons," Summer said slowly, "There are a lot of acorns already, though. And the squirrels are hoarding them at an almost feverish pace. So I think it's going to be a hard winter when it does come."

"I haven't really looked, but you're also supposed to be able to tell based on the movements of insects--they walk in straight lines instead of meandering. And also muskrats make their dens higher on riverbanks when it's going to be a bad winter," Summer added, looking over at Cuan to see if he had any input to add.