Curiousity Doesn't Kill the Lupine

Navigation -- Alabaster Shrine

The female was on the move again, without No Face for the moment. Her steps were swift, purposeful, as she moved about through the area, dodging imaginary foes as she worked on her movements. Her mind remained sharp, but still Philly felt it wasn’t enough. The girl breathed in and out, focused, almost so much so that she hardly noticed the scent of a stranger on the breeze. Something in her subconscious, however, brought her close to him.

It wasn’t until she saw the man directly, and saw the looming structure before him, that Philomena finally stopped. The girl slowly approached, bright blue hues curiously looking over the shrine. “Huh… what a strange place…” She mused aloud, gaze turning to the man. He was a bit smaller in height than she was, and, for a moment, she wondered if he was part of the Empire. A quick sniff told her that there was a pack scent clinging to his coat.. Though not of them.

Gods, was she becoming paranoid now?

Mentally scolding herself Philly offered a small smile. “Do you know anything of it, sir? Or is it a mystery to you as well?”