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The Ayastigi had been traversing the grounds of Grandfather's Tears, perched upon the back of her equine and her Spirit Guide soaring overhead. During the winter months, there was a thick sheen of ice that covered the surface of the four springs, temporarily sheltering and hiding the aquatic resources of fish that were beneath for the time being. Aidan would not dare take both himself and Asha over the surface of ice, no matter how sturdy it may have appeared. Further more, the Amara would not dare to even touch the fish that lurked beneath the cover of ice. There was a strange phenomenon that happened when prey animals had wandered too close to the springs, and then happened to turn up dead not long afterward. There had been no explanation to any of this; not one single evidence to support such a thing, and even Aidan himself was reluctant to go forth even further to get close to the frozen springs. There had been lore that it was cursed for when winter fell. This was among many of the superstitions that the tribe had believed in, and even while Asha knew that this was possibly a risk (even Jaya had silently but firmly advised not to go anymore forth to the springs), there was still a mysterious itch to come and observe. Her nose could even smell recently decayed carcasses, perhaps elk who had wandered in and thought they could get a drink without any harm whatsoever. Surely it had to be just as chilling to Aidan, which gave a nicker and jerked his head back, as if to say best we turn around while we still can.
Asha was daring enough to approach even closer, despite the dismay Aidan was in, but all of a sudden there was a slightly distant howl that caught her ears and made them perk, and for a moment her head lifted and she profusely blinked. The call, it had sounded... utterly familiar. Too familiar, really. It was a call that actually made her heart skip a beat in contemplation, and instantly did her head turn in the direction of the source of the call, attempting to tune her keen hearing in even more. "Aidan, did you hear that too?"
Her heel had gently but firmly prodded Aidan to ride to the source, in which he would gladly do so, just as long as he could get away from the eerie nature of Grandfather's Tears anyway. Jaya had soared long and far above them, even soaring right past the white male with his steed and his own Guide at the very borders. It didn't take long before she had arrived to the caller, and what was before her made her do nearly a thing of a double backflip right off of Aidan's back. Her whole form had straightened up, as she tapped her heel against his flank again to stop, and for a moment she simply stared at the white individual before them. The light blue stripe across his muzzle gave it all away, not to mention his strong blue eyes that rivaled the clear daytime skies, and for the fact that his Spirit Guide was a damned feline out of all the species there were to choose from. It was such an amusing and interesting relationship for a canine and a feline to have a spiritual connection, and it only made her into a grinning fool as her tail behind her began to wag on its own accord. "Well, well, well. If it isn't the infamous Nayati Utina we all know and love." Asha chimed, grinning like a fool and quite surprised to see that he had made the journey from the original lands to these ones.
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