<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;">Xanaphia held her head high as she pulled a cloak from her pack. She rarely saw need for it, but it could be useful. It would keep her kimono clean from any mud, and it would take longer for her to soak to the bone. Willing to trudge on, despite the storm, she followed on. Her interest had already been peaked and a storm would not stop her travels.<br/><br/>She knew she would have to seek shelter soon, but she could try to get a little farther first. As she continued on, she started to veer to the side. It was about time she found a place to hide from the rain, but while looking, she could use the trees as cover.<br/><br/>Light brown eyes scanned the darkened woods as she walked. There had to be a place close to the road... She didn't want to be too far detoured from her new interest. Nibbling her bottom lip, she started to feel the rain seeping though the cloak and into her Kimono.</span>