Since bouts of rain began gracing the jungle, the vulpine suspected the temperature would begin to rise -- quicker in the desert than the jungle, with more abundant shade.  Although a sharp chill still permeated the air, the faerie felt more proven right with each passing day.  It would take time for everything to regulate, he supposed.

More concerningly, Gael studied the ground below; entirely oversaturated from rain and melted snow.  Brows creasing in thought, the Ardent trotted down the steps of his treehouse, conducting a straight beeline for the 'throne'.  It would be best to issue a word of caution before any daily business.

"Pittians!" The vulpine raised his voice, standing above the steps.  "This is a warning about the recent weather.  Everything is beginning to warm up -- while that is cause for celebration, I would urge everyone to be cautious about where they walk.  The jungle will be especially muddy, and there may be flooding in some places."

"Stay clear of the crimson nile's edge, if possible.  I do not want to risk anyone falling in unsafe waters." He had never heard of anyone falling in before, thankfully, but he did not want anyone new or unfamiliar with the water's deadly properties to be in for a surprise.

"For those who are able and willing, I would like extra scouting patrols -- to map out unsafe portions of the jungle."

At Gael's familiar call, the canine began to trail over. He ended at Aine's side, offering the other two that had arrived with a firm nod promptly after. Haunches lowered to the floor to sit and Atticus craned his head in interest. He had missed quite a lot. Snow within The Pitt was unheard of. There was always time for change though and they had to adapt, especially with the pungent blood nile on the rise. Furrowing his brow in concern, he let out a soft huff. 'Seems like we're gonna need to do some dirty work,' he thought lowly.

"I'll lead a patrol," came his prompt offer. "I'll scout near the Ashen City's remains first and circle back around." If anyone wanted to join him, that would be fine. He was fine working along too though.

// Atti's patrol to the Ashen City

The Ardent inclined his head, making a quick mental count of those arriving before Atticus spoke.  He offered the boy an affirming nod, pleased to see the youth both feeling fit for work and taking initiative.

"Good." He praised.  "I will lead a patrol along the nile to mark the water levels." With steady and simultaneous effort, more ground would be covered.

// River patrol