Lace had gotten herself into a rather bad habit. She was going to bed later and later every single night and waking up with the sun even further across the sky. Now that there was no routine to follow, Lace was happy to indulge her Shuppet’s requests of midnight adventures. The downside was that these adventures generally lasted until the late hours of the night, sometimes until the crack of dawn.

They had been in the city for a few weeks running odd jobs and errands for townsfolk. Lace was starting to become a messenger and delivery girl for some of the residences. She was sure the local mail service wasn’t too happy with her becoming their new competition. It didn’t matter much, given how she was going to move on to a different town soon.

This had to be one of the most familiar places she had been, that was why she had stayed for so long. Fortree was a city filled with foliage and greenery. This was one of the few places that mirrored that environment. She didn’t mind the desert, but sand was definitely boring to walk through. The scenery all looked the same, except for the random rocks that would jut out of the ground. At least with the greenery, there was grass and plants decorating the landscape.

Ragdoll hovered by the girl’s head, tugging gently on one of her blonde locks with her mouth. She didn’t have any fun ideas for what her and her trainer were going to do today; she was just along for the ride tonight. The two of them made their way towards the shrine with light footsteps. Unless someone was listening intently, it would be difficult for them to hear the two approaching. Lace wasn’t trying to walk lightly on purpose; it was just the way she moved around.

They didn’t even notice Isra off to the side when they approached the shrine. They were standing maybe two feet away from the shrine itself when Lace started to hum softly to herself. Her Shuppet giggled silently into the night as she let go of her trainer’s hair.