a glimpse of the past

Saia had never been through the western deserts before, so having this opportunity with her mother meant more than she could express. She had always stuck close to home, wandered through neighboring lands back at the shrine. The journey of the move here was the most she had ever traveled and she never had much interest in being far from home. She knew that would have to change one day.

They started to make their way through the sands, Saia beside her mother but following in her every pawstep. She knew she'd have to rely on her mother here, not that it was an issue to do so. Rava mentioned that traveling at night was the way of the desert. The drastic difference of the cooling air took place around them as time went by. It wasn't pleasant, but it beat the heat of the day. She was strong enough to handle it. "Where could we take shelter during the day?" She asked, as far as her eyes could see there were just hills and hills of sand. Though she did expect there were some hidden gems out here in the dunes. She was already overlooking what the desert had to offer at least in the event that she could have been lost out here without her mother.

"Saia"