Sand Where The Sun Don't Shine

Álarr had run into Jynn again and though he politely tried to decline her offer to go on yet another strange adventure he some how found himself agreeing to journey with her once more. This time they were wandering the west. So far his only take away was that it was dry… unbearably dry. Sand swirled around his paws and the sun beating down on the ground heated the sand to an uncomfortable level. Álarr had tried to walk in some of the patches of grass but after picking up several burrs and thorns he soon abandoned that idea and just stuck tot he river bed trail.