In the predawn hours of Siladay morning, Elise and Ichigo wound the long way around Veritasia City. She could easily have cut across the back forty, through the fields, and made their journey an hour shorter - but there was something bitter sweet about meeting a journey’s end that the ranger just couldn’t shake, even when she was saddle sore and dearly looking forward to seeing her friends.
Their journey home had been an easy one, like her journey to The Cattonary had been - but much warmer and filled with sometimes cautious, but enjoyable conversation. They had made camp late on Grunsday evening in the rolling hills that led to the agrona mountain range, after crossing the treacherous stretch of the Purrin Flatlands. From their vantage on top of one of the gently sloping hills, they watc
