Ciara sighed as she looked at the setting sun with a scowl etched on her face.
"Is something troubling you, Ciara?"
Ciara looked at her friend with a tired smile etched on her face as she spoke, "Zhan, I am tired from hearing those fools bicker."
Zhan frowned as she questioned Ciara, "The council?"
Ciara scoffed at her word as she spoke, "What council? How can there be a council when they are unable to decide who will be its member."
"Ah, so that issue has yet to be solved, but I thought that you already are a member?"
"Oh, I already am a member, well more like the Head of the Armed Forces of the city is the member of the council."
"But, the others are undecided."
"Yes."
"So, what is the problem?"
"Simple, it all comes down to problems between races, as everyone wants a member from their race in the council."
