Luke Winter was here, and Luke longed for the beginning of the snow and the carefree days that always followed. But he knew this year would be different. Long gone were the carefree days when he could do anything he wanted, whenever he wanted (within the rules of course). Tomorrow he would be 18, and that meant the start of his real responsibilities. Of course, it also meant that he'd be able to find his mate, so there was some good in it. Luke sighed, dropped from the branch a few feet off the ground he'd been laying on, and started walking through the woods back towards town. Tomorrow would be different, and today was almost over. But he still had a few hours left.