"It feels like it is." Olette looked up just in time for the drizzle and light snowfall to intensify. A particularly large snowflake landed on her eyelashes and she blinked and began rubbing at her eye. "It probably is, if the weather is any indication." She'd been trying very hard to keep her teeth chattering under control, but as the temperature dropped yet again, they began chattering with a vengeance. She walked a little bit faster, hoping to warm herself up a bit.