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As was becoming quite common for him, Pyrrhic had grown restless and been forced to take up wandering the wilderness beyond Aerie to tire himself. Sometimes his brain simply wouldn't stop. His thoughts would keep him from sleeping and his restless mind would goad his tired body into moving. He would wander until he was tired, and sleep somewhere out in the wilderness if he couldn't make it back when fatigue finally hit him. It was an aggravating pattern, but at least it worked.

While walking atop a dune Pyrrhic suddenly found himself sliding down its side as the loose sand gave way under his weight. Instead of fighting the slow tumble, he planted his legs firmly and allowed himself to be slid downwards into the valley that separated one dune from another. This had happened twice now and he knew from the first two experiences that was easier just to ride it to the bottom and carry on walking.

At the bottom he unearthed his paws and turned to walk straight down the valley to avoid anymore sliding....and found he'd been pulled directly into the path of someone else. The girl was several yards away from him so he wasn't exactly invading her personal space, but they were more or less on a collision course now. Seeing as it was his fault, he made the first conversational move. "Ah, sorry about that. The sand got away from me."