Rain, Sun, Wind and Snow

The fox was proving to be a clever little beast. Summer was a bit disconcerted at how much she knew about the Sunspire and couldn't help but wonder what their enemies would have to sell to her in order to get their secrets. Or what he would need to do to get theirs.

"Do you?" Summer replied, still a bit skeptical, "I have to wonder how much attention to the politics of wolves a bird would even pay." He couldn't see what good it would do them. Perhaps carrion birds would be a bit more interested, but even with them, Summer could only see them caring about where the wolves were hunting so they'd know where to find some abandoned bones to pick at.