a glimpse of the past

Her daughter was always void of complaint when Saia asked anything of her, especially when it came to time alone like this. The cloaked woman had not stepped paw here in these deserts for years now, but as she led Saia onto the sand everything easily came back to her. She didn’t want this wild life for her daughter, but the desert had a way of honing a wolf’s skill and resolve. Maybe Saia would be given a taste of that on their journey. The girl assured her mother that she was ready, and shared a little smile. An emotion that showed in subtle ways, but that didn’t make it any less meaningful.

Rava nodded, mirroring her daughter’s subtle smile before she led her out into the sands as the last of the colors began to leave the sky. As the light waned so did the warmth. As hot as the desert was in the day was how cold it would be at night. This scenario led to some very specially adapted flora and fauna. However sparse that life looked to be. During the day most creatures disappeared, but at night in the absence of the heat death that was the sun, life flourished.

”The sun is not your friend on the sands.” She noted almost absently as they walked, seeming to wander but Rava actually had them on the faintest of game trails. ”Shelter during the day, be active during the night.” How did you teach someone in a night, how to master the desert sands?