Sonam wasted no time after a good night's rest and a rather early breakfast. No more than an hour after sunrise she was back on the streets of Huo Dao. Knowing she would be an unfamiliar face, she appeared to wander a bit through the streets and alleyways to avoid drawing undue attention. In her experience it was highly uncommon for a stranger, unknown to the city or any of it's people, to walk deliberately and purposefully to any one place unless it was the place they were staying the duration of her visit. Everything in her past and training told her to go straight back to the place where the Dragon was painted would be idiotic. To slowly meander there, however, was entirely fair game.

On her slow, winding path there, the small, tan, crimson haired woman stopped at a few vendors and looked at trinkets. She even bought a small pendant she found that had a symbol for 'peace' similar to one she had seen in her temple teaching manuscripts. A small, leaf-wrapped bundle of Mochi may have also found it's way casually in to one of the pouches on the belt fastened at her waist. At last, however, she found herself back in front of the building she had mentally marked the day prior. Her eyes studied the stone wall on which the Dragon was painted, gently running her fingers over some of it's features. [i]It might open...[/i] Sonam told herself, [i]but I'd better not try. It's broad daylight....[/i] Instead, the teal and black clad woman opted to enter the building through it's front entrance.

Bright eyes examined the room swiftly, taking in it's features out of both habit and sensible necessity. "Hello? Is anyone here?"