Very much so! The season that you are attuned to is something that steers your entire life. Not just your personality, but your role in the herd, your strength, who you should choose as a mate when the rut comes. I imagine it must be different for those who don't care quite so much about the turning of nature's wheel, though.

[He would shrug if that were a thing a quadruped could actually do. Anyway, you probably don't want your primo basking space looking all sparse, so he's gonna drift a little ways away to paw some slush out of the way and do some grazing there.]

You must be younger than you look! I suppose you won't be ready to learn your kind's rites for a few years, then?