Deserted
06-03-2019, 10:53 PM
The old woman panted as she walked across the sand. It had been a mistake coming here, but she had gotten all turned around and couldn't remember which way she had come from. The heat of the sun bore down on her black fur, and she desperately sought out every bit of shade she could find under the brittle, lifeless trees that had struggled to survive. If wolves could sweat, she'd be drenched. As it was, her tongue hung from her mouth as she panted hard in an effort to stay as cool as possible. Though that was by no means an easy feat. Everywhere she looked there was nothing but rolling waves of sand, cactus, and dry, brittle shrubs and randomly placed trees like the one she stood under. Though there weren't very many. She decided to rest here for a little while, and if she had to, she'd wait till nightfall if it meant traveling in slightly cooler temperatures. It was early evening, the sun still up and burning the lands. She hoped for time to pass faster, however, because she didn't feel like staying where she was for the remainder of the day... Speech Thought Others |
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