Umi arched an eyebrow as she laced up her final boot.<i>Why hasn't it rained yet?  What's going on?</i><br/><br/>She pondered, shaking in nerves this time, as she remembered old stories of wizards strong enough to bed the weather to their will, and gods furious enough to do that and more.  Nervously, she broke into a run for the base camp, muscles rippling in long, nut brown legs as she bound through the woods like a gazelle.