Whistling off-key but cheerfully, Wei entered the grounds of the inn.  She could not but help anticipate the warmth of a fire, a bowl of steaming soup and perhaps noble human companionship.   The lilt of music chased the wind and warmed her already.  Looking around, she directed her mount to the rear building, most likely a stable, and dismounted.  "Greetings!", she cried and looked inside.