The small dragon had no idea what exactly the teams of weather pegasi had in mind, but one thing was for sure: He wasn’t jiving with their questionable decisions all that much. Since when did polar vortexes become acceptable at a time where his scales should’ve been drenched in sunscreen? Every other cold-blooded creature in Equestria would’ve agreed with him there. Summertime was their time to shine; a perfect opportunity to laze on a reclining chair with a nice lemonade on the side. But nope, the warmth had decided to go AWOL.