Selphy kept her head low, peering up cautiously with a book clutched tightly in her arms. It was her first time to Mineral Town and she was anxious. It was a simple delivery. Annette was off for personal reasons and had asked Selphy to deliver a book to the blacksmith’s in Mineral Town. “Oh…Why couldn’t Ganesha do this, instead? I could be at home reading a book!” Selphy whined softly to herself, keeping her look out for the blacksmith’s shop. She had walked all the way from Trampoli and her feet ached; physical exertion wasn’t her forte, and she could feel herself becoming a bit dizzy. At last, as a cool autumn breeze blew her straw-colored hair all around her, she saw a large sign clearly marking her destination.
A new burst of energy found its way into Selphy as she quickened her pace toward the door. Leaping the last length, she lifted a gloved hand and pounded her fist against the door. “Delivery to…uh…Gray!” she cried triumphantly, stepping back to wait for an answer.