Yoshka sat in the distance, looking up at the cloudy sky with a worried gaze. His wand lies next to him, a distance he can reach it easily. This week wouldn't have a challenge for a reason Yoshka didn't specify. He occasionally mumbled something about the sky to himself. The air was humid, not too cold not too warm. Yoshka seemed oddly worried about the sky for some reason, a reason he kept to himself.

He soon noticed your presence as you walked towards him. He tried to wipe away his uneasy look, giving a nervous smile. Yoshka sat up and waved at you, greeting you, his tone soft. "Hello, dearie!"