The Misfits meet System-san

Alice and Bronsen:

They were currently walking along the top of the cliff face, a kilometre from home. The cliff merged gradually into a series of hills and fizzled out just as it reached a small gorge. They stopped and admired the water flowing down, making its way towards the middle of the ringworld floor.

The weather was slowly warming up. Traces of greenery could be seen, either grasses and weeds poking their heads up above the ground or leaves beginning to sprout on the trees.

"Say, dear, where are all of the people?" said Alice.

"I know, it still doesn't make any sense. This world has a billion or so people, so why is this little corner of it completely unoccupied?"

"Perhaps it's something to do with the monster infestation?"

"I guess it has to be, but we just don't know."

Bronsen sat down on a convenient rock and watched the waterfall. Not wanting to pass up the opportunity, Alice sat on his lap.

"Pat my head, please."

So he did, and soon, she was purring away like any domesticated cat on Earth would do.

"Say, how long have we been in this place?" said Bronsen.

When they first arrived, they did not give a single thought to counting the days. Consequently, they didn't have a clue as to how long ago that was.

Ding! It has been just over half an Earth year, which is slightly longer in days than a Felixerra year.

Ding! You have a new ability, [Calendar].

Note the Felixerra year is 360 days long, with eight months of exactly 45 days each.

They both looked at their status screens.

Calendar - 3657/7/31

"Hello, System-san has finally deigned to tell us the time. I wonder what that means?" said Alice.

"Well, maybe it means it is time to move out?" said Bronsen.

"System-san? Going to say anything more?" said Alice.

...

"Apparently not," said Alice.

"In that case, my suggestion still stands. Since it appears that the bad weather generally comes from the clockwise direction, let's go anticlockwise."

"Why not? After all, we know that Cassy and Drayden are in some hotter region somewhere," said Alice.

"And, since it's a convenient marker, let's head diagonally towards the Rimwall and follow it along," said Bronsen.

It was agreed. They returned to their home, packed their backpacks with a change of clothes and some extra hides, carefully sealed off the entrances, and set off with nary a backward glance.