Disturbance

Autumn? Was this the season that the northern edge of this land was experiencing? It made sense to Aoi that of course north in any land meant colder, but he wasn't accustomed to the chill that this place had brought to his somewhat slender figure. In fact, he's only just begun to grow a winter coat in preparation for the change in season that brought cold, and snow, among the other unpleasant aspects of the season. He wasn't too fond of the season, merely because he deemed it to be a waste of the earth's time. For what purpose does winter serve, other than to starve animals, and death from hypothermia? The thought struck him as rather silly, questioning the earth. He must really be out of his mind today.

One amber paw after another, Aoi dragged himself unwillingly towards a strange building, keeping his head lowered against the wind to keep from further irritation from the piercing cold. How pitiful he must seem, practically ready to turn back at the mere presence of a chill that wasn't even at its full potential, nor would it be for a few fortnights at least. After the next few small gusts, Aoi stopped, taking advantage of the slight break form the constant wind, he took not of what was around him. Immediately he was fascinated by the place, unaware of the frozen over anomalies that lined what seemed to be a path up to the large building. The building itself was fascinating, as well, glinting from the what he would imagine in this climate to be permafrost covering the stone structure.

He waved his fluffy orange tail idly, examining his surrounding further, satisfied with himself for making the trip up here, though it would have probably seemed illogical, or foolish to anyone else, He believed it would make sense to chart ALL of the area he could manage to travel to mentally for himself to use if needed. Aoi briefly wondered how many of his kind would actually manage to make it to a place like this, and if so, why in the world would they choose to come here of all places? His thoughts were interrupted as the wind picked up again, carrying the scent of the ocean, as well as biting cold to the face of Aoi. He veered off his path hastily, taking shelter behind one of the pillars of ice from the wind, allowing himself to regain his composure before possibly scanning the area a bit more, or simply calling it a day, and leaving.