Rearing up on his hind legs, Áki tested the weight of the rusted tractor beneath him. He had been here before, and he thought fondly of the man he had met when he'd first found this place. The structure itself had been strange, but its uniqueness had drawn him in. Still he longed for the familiar terrain of the north, being unaccustomed to the heat that plagued these lands. Luckily the weather was not quite as hot as it could be.. but the air felt strangely stifling, damp with humidity and he found his tongue lolling slightly from his mouth.
With a great heave with his back legs, he pushed himself onto the tractor, aiming for the tattered fabric of its seat. It wasn't terribly comfortable, but he enjoyed the respite from the sun that the wooden structure offered. Exhaling loudly through his nose, he shifted to a more comfortable position, his tusked head hanging from the side of the metal contraption while his body curled up on the seat, oddly oversized even for the large machine.
