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Harley is seven, and he and Elspeth are hanging out in the Québec capital (because the rest of the Golden Coven is doing so), and as is usual in capitals with major wolf villages, she, he, and Jacob stay in village quarters during this time.
The capital as a whole moves less often than it once did, now that people can readily teleport to other sites to handle things there; this is the first time in Harley's life that they've been to Québec for anything other than a brief visit, so it's the first time he's seen the Imperial Alpha house in which Jacob, his imprint, and her fosterling are entitled to live.
They have neighbors. One of these is a seven-year-old puppy boy, who is currently making a snowfort.
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Harley is laughing too hard to help intimidate the dragon.
"I'm a Snowfort Prince! Smart dragons don't even let me talk to them, they're already dead when I get there," asserts Zeus.
"It's true!" Harley agrees. "He's already killed, like, a million more dragons!"
"A billion!" corrects Zeus. "And that's not counting the smart ones! This dragon here must be really dumb," Zeus adds to Harley.
"Yeah," snorts Harley. "The dumb ones are easiest."
And he runs up to the side of the house and shouts, "BOO!" and then dusts off his hands ceremoniously.
And he runs up to the side of the house and shouts, "BOO!" and then dusts off his hands ceremoniously.
"Is it dead?" asks Zeus skeptically.
"Yeah, look at it," shrugs Harley. "You see it moving?"
"Maybe it's asleep," says Zeus. "Maybe it's in a coma!"
"Hey, if we scared it into a coma, I think that's good enough," says Harley.
"It could wake up, and then my mom would be in it," says Zeus suspiciously. "It'd have her hostage!"
"Your mom sounds like she knows how to handle dragons," says Harley.
"Yeah, maybe. Okay, let's go make a village for around the fort," says Zeus, and he wades off through the snow to start making snow houses around the base of the existing construction.
Snow houses! Harley cheerfully assists him in this noble endeavour.
Houses houses. "D'you know how long the Coven's going to be here?"
"Nah," he shrugs.
"My dad used to move around with the Coven but he stopped after he met Mom."
"Did your mom not like it?"
"Yeah. We travel plenty, just we always come back to the same place." He gestures at the slain dragon.
"Elsie goes around with the Coven," says Harley. "And sometimes she takes me places where they aren't, and then we go back again. I like it, it's fun."
"Mom and Dad met at Burning Man and now we all go every year."
"What's Burning Man?"
"It's a bunch of people and art and stuff in a kind of a dust desert! It's fun and nobody cares if you run around naked."
"Cool!" says Harley. "That sounds awesome, I wanna go to it."
"You should totally come! It's in summertime. You'd have to get Princess Elspeth to take you though."
"She would, I bet! She takes me places a lot!"