Two Rivers Isle her own kimchi recipe

Yes, it is cold, Ulrich agreed, glancing around at the snow-covered landscape. I look forward to the spring. He saw Iseul's tail thump and smiled a little, coming to sit beside her. He supposed Adylaide would have to wait for a while; he did not want to be rude to this girl by ignoring her invitation, even if all he really wanted was to be curled up, warm and dry, in the den.

"Does... Ulrich like snow?" the girl asked.

Ulrich still found her speech patterns a little strange but made no comment on them. What would that achieve, other than by making Iseul feel bad for not having a full grasp of his language yet? She would learn. Perhaps he should return the favor by trying to learn some of her language, too.

He shook himself, realizing he'd gotten distracted. Overthinking again. I don't dislike snow, he said. I... prefer the warmer months to the colder. I'd much rather have no snow at all. But... the seasons will turn as they're meant to, and wishing for no winter seems futile. He paused. Do you like snow?