>"I understand."
>Continue.
>The lights of the shrine offer a level of comfort, as you try, again, to keep pace with the feline in front of you. With your destination in range, you don't have to push your weary, fatigued body as hard as you had been. On the other hand, you try not to let the snow leopard get TOO far ahead of you, as it's still the middle of the night, and you're not close enough to the shrine to let its' illumination brighten the forest in front of you.
>After a few more minutes of brisk walking, the ambient light ahead of you grows brighter and brighter, enough to let you recollect the area ahead. You're approaching it from a different angle this time, but you're heading towards the small playground on the south side of the temple grounds. The faint smell of grilling meat wafts across your nose, carried by the cold breeze that washes across your exposed skin.
>Just as the feline said, the presence of age gets thinner and thinner as you go.
>She stops again as the area before you brightens enough to let your human eyes see well enough to make out the ground ahead of you. She turns and takes a few steps to the side as you pause to catch your breath.