
Having returned from the Nezumi City, Saruko was at work drawing and illustrating as much as possible of what she had seen. On the parchments next to some of the illustrations there were little notes written.
She was sitting cross-legged outside her tent where the Dragons had set up theirs, fingers stained with charcoal and a couple of smudges elsewhere on her as she worked. The dinner she had brought from the kitchen was next to her and slowly turning cold, as it seemed she had had ideas of eating while working.