Gyrfalcon's Keep Path of old canoe

BWP: Weather conditions are so favorable for fruit that your character discovers delicious fermented fruit.

When the mist lifted, the air remained moist and warm, and the heat of midsummer pushed away the usual cool breezes that kept the Keep breezy. For several days, this had been the case, and with the rise in temperature and bounty of overnight rain, the wild strawberries had flourished along the forest floor. The tiny white flowers that had blossomed in the thousands drew the attention of wild bees, a process which would reward the other wildife of the area with a superbloom of strawberry fruits. 

The mid-day heat caused the berries to become warm, and when she tasted them they were almost beyond-ripe. She knew the taste, and felt pleased with it. Knowing now that she carried life within her, she would reluctantly have to taste the fermented fruit only in moderation- but she would enjoy sharing this with her packmates. 

One, currently, needed a conversation. A conversation which normally would have been the duty of the high priestess, but Solveig instead took up the responsibility, willing to lead the pack and hold it together so long as they were content to remain that way. She called for @Greyfalcon so that she might speak with her eager, kindly packmate, and sort out her true fit in the pack.

Greyfalcon loved the light mist in the air, the scent making her feel akin to her early home in Canada…. The warmth felt good on her dark patches while her lighter spots reflect the sun as to not burn her face.

She heard a call in the wind, and a smell on the breeze. Berries and the call of a packmate, warm and familiar. It was @Solveig , the kind wolf that had welcomed her into their domain and offered her refuge.

She hastily made her way to the sound of the call, stopping several feet away from her. Her pale ash brown fur was beautiful in the sun, and her mocha medicine cap almost caught the warmth of the sun.
She met her green eyes and walked closer, gently wagging her tail in friendly gesture. “You called for me?” She asked politely.