Lake Rodney bikini season in the southern hemisphere

Restlessness drove Behati south. 

Though many had prayed it would stay in bed a little longer, autumn was 100% happening - and announcing the fact in bright and happy colours. Behati wondered if it was for the benefit of those that would die in the winter months. One last glorious spectacle of nature before end.

She made it all the way to Lake Rodney before stopping. She had skirted the Caldera's claim, noting their very particular scent before cutting west towards the vast, dark lake. It was midday by the time she reached it, and Behati's stomach was rumbling. If she couldn't find a mentally challenged fish, she might have to dig for worms or frogs again. Her refusal to partake of the pack's caches was quickly becoming a problem.