It had been a pleasant beginning to the night as she made her way from the walk along the northern coast and back in the direction of the inn. But just before she reached the bend in the road, the cold rain had begun to fall.

But it was not a harsh rain with a driving, cruel wind behind it. Merely a lightly falling one that smattered gently against the cloak she'd worn to keep the mild chill away from her form.

Wetness soon weighed through the simple, brown cloth of it and pressed S'jira to hurry along the edge of the road. Not quite to the front of it, she ducked in to use the alley between the Red Dragon and its nearby building to make her way into the courtyard.

Beneath one of the trees she stopped with a breathless smile. Hands dropped the wetted hood back once she was beneath the protective boughs of the trees. Small form gave into a lean against it, lulling her head back. Though there was a definite chill with the rain, she lingered to listen to and watch it for that while.

Her head turned when attention drew to the sound of waterdrops meeting with water and watched the pool of it nearby. Lips found a smile to see it.

The chill would soon remind her though that she needed to head inside. Thoughts were turning to the garment Althae had given her. Soon, she would dance for him. Perhaps when they were both not so busy with work and took them so long from each other.

She shivered with the cool rain and drew the wet hood up over her damp hair. Smiling, she hurried through the drizzle and towards the inn's back door and ducked inside.