Theranthe

She very much dislikes the cold, and spends most of her time huddled within walls come the storms of autumn. Thanks to an incident from back when she was only a hatchling, she still harbors a touch of paranoia that given her wing coloration if she can't make it back indoors quickly enough in the fall she might drop to the ground, blend in with the leaves, and never be located again. When you can talk her into brief bouts out-of-doors in autumn, though, she makes a pretty good hunter thanks to her speed, small size, and natural camouflage.

She moves about only reluctantly and sluggishly until the warmth of spring reaches the clan's doorstep. The summer months are her favorite, naturally, and as if making up for her antisocial winter practices she takes full advantage of the great outdoors then. She was one of the first and most eager to leave the Southern Icefield for warmer climes, enthusiastically following Athazan founder Parallax back to the Zephyr Steppes and having refused to budge from the Windswept Plateau ever since.