Dawn broke over Azurei, though its inhabitants were not greeted with the piercing orange glare of the naked rising sun like they were so accustomed to. Instead, the light came through a filter of clouds that gathered more densely by the hour. Nightguards and goat herders alike looked to the sky with furrowed brows. There was a rainy season--great monsoons that kept the arid land alive--but this was not such a time. What was more, the sea was unsettled, brimming with an energy that was unusual for early morning. Sailors, remembering the spectacle they'd seen the day before with the Seed Bearer, decided it would be best to keep ashore for the time being. By morning, a time when most of Azurei was active before the heat of the day got too intense, little droplets of rain began to sporadically fall. It was not yet a true rain, a deluge of water from the sky, but it was as if the sky was ready, bursting, and yet barely restraining itself for the Seed Bearer's command. The stone gave off a comfortable, earthy scent of petrichor as the little droplets fell into the dust, the wind swept in more clouds to dim the sky, and the sea hammered the shore with foamy waves. Astra knew it would be called, and it was ready. Ridahne with Ajoran in tow came to the room where Darin was staying. She'd actually checked the stables first and was surprised not to find her there, and that seemed the next best option. Ridahne knocked once. "Darin!" she shouted, joy in her tone. She opened the door, trying not to burst it open. "Darin, it's starting to rain!" she laughed. "Astra is chomping at the bit to dance with you, my friend. Shall we go and greet it?"