Sand, nothing but sand
10-04-2013, 09:34 PM
It was with no small amount of frustration that Lietaenyl found herself once more in another complication situation. Zodiac, the unofficial leader of their pleasant band of two, had yet again driven them to the far reaches of Alacritis and somehow managed to get them hopelessly lost. Normally the youthful witch would not feel aggrieved by this as it was a frequent enough occurrence that she had already become acclimated to, absolving it?s regularity as one of Zodiac?s subtlely charming quirks. Unfortunately this was unalike most instances. Her directionally challenged companion, while having not meant to, had entered what was presumably the southernmost region of the continent, a glorified sandbox. It was a miserably desolate place with little to observe outside of the intermittent desert reptile or tumbleweed coasting along the dunes. Every so often they would pass a cactus which provided only momentary distraction from the delirium brought on by thirst, discomfort and hunger. Why hadn?t they turned around yet! Even fools would not have continued on through this desolate track of sand for this long! The svelte creature cast her venomous orbs on the cause of their predicament, a scowl marring her beautiful visage as she raged silently behind her for a moment more. It wouldn?t be wise to speak in anger, not when they were dependent on one another and quarreling now would possibly seal one, if not both, of their fates. She had no desire to devolve into a sun-bleached carcass, picked clean by vultures and dune rats. Unfortunately as she was about to make her thoughts known, Zodiac took off in such a startling rush that Lietaenyl jerkily followed out of habit. Thinking that they had reached the edge of the desert was a vain hope to say the least. Zodiac had spotted a pool which Liet knew without needing to be told, was not drinkable. A sigh slithered past her cracked lips but knowing her partners discomfort could be remedied she bowed her head, swallowed her frustration and moved toward one of the cacti that dotted the landscape. It was a trial to say the absolute least in obtaining a section of the prickly plant. But the medic was undeterred by the pain now radiating from her nose where the cactus?s spines had lodged themselves and pulled away with a decently sized piece of the barbed plant and hurried to her partner?s side. ?Zodi,? the whine plaintive and beseeching as she sidled up to the larger canid, nudging her scruff with her nose in the hopes of gaining her attention from whatever invisible route she followed. The plant was dropped between them and then meticulously groomed of its protective spikes. ?Chew this. It won?t quench the thirst but it?ll take the edge off.? She panted wearily, looking every bit as haggard as she felt. ?Can we turn back now? I?m baking under this heat?? The complaint followed by a dramatic collapse to the sand where Lietaenyl was in no rush to rise from. Speech, |