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It had been drizzling consistently that day, and the rain had seemingly made it much colder than it really was temperature wise. Any moment now the cold liquid that fell from the heavens would begin to form into more solid flakes, and an oncoming, silent fall of flurries should be kissing the earth at any moment. Even though the young Ayastigi had liked rain, she didn't particularly enjoy the rain in the winter. Winter overall was only enjoyed by the fact that one could conjure snowballs, make snow creations and snow angels, but that was about it. Asha didn't particularly enjoy the frigid temperaments of this winter, and was only counting down the days until the official Vernal Equinox was to arrive again. It seemed so close, yet so far away at the same time.
Upon returning her father had explained about a new Town Hall that himself and Hemming had built for the tribe. It had been situated close to the ceremonial grounds, so it was quite easy to find. She was excited to see the new structure of the village, and once coming upon it, took a moment in the cold rain to inspect the outside of it. Not too bad, not bad at all. It looked decent, at least crafted with some carpentry skill, although there had been some tiles and odd places from the roof to where some things were missing, and could only imagine with this drizzling that water had already began leaking in. Still, the building that was proclaimed a new Town Hall had made her chuckle softly to herself, proud and amused that her father had helped build such a thing. Wasting no more time to admire it from the cold, wet outside, Asha hurried in the front entrance; shaking off the excess moisture that collected upon her russet fur.
Once inside, it was seemingly just as cold as outside, unfortunately. At least it was much more dry, and the leakage wasn't as bad as first assumed. It seemed as if she had been the first to arrive, and was quite giddy to see the rest of the tribe come. There had been faces to which she had not seen in awhile, and was excited to see once again. This had been a meeting of concern, and since Asha only knew the most minor details of the war brewing in the North, figured the topic of the meeting might have been along the lines of just that. Seeing as how Dawali had been patiently waiting alone in the Town Hall, his eldest daughter had walked up to him and gave a little bow of acknowledgement to Dawali. "Agidoda."
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