The Season

This is where you come to find out what season it is. Say it's winter you may not say: Satern lazes around under the summer's sun. Say something like this: Satern squeals with joy as she prances around, snow flying up under her delicate hooves.


The season is:

***Spring***

Foals are being born, the grass is lush and everlasting. Spring is a time of joy, also the time to fight for mares.