Well, I'd be a doggamn liar If I said this ain't a lonely town

Damn this heat. As the two femmes stood together between the dunes the air seemed to be hotter, still and suffocating. Whatever plants were out here couldn’t possibly be worth the efforts she made coming out here, could they? And yet, after an agreement and a name from her newest acquaintance, Morwenna revealed that she was also looking for some sagebrush. This caught Rivin’s attention, her brow perking up at the coincidence. Too sandy? It was a desert… was there really a place that was less sandy in such a place? Rivin had doubts, a frown on her face as her green gaze scanned the area around them. Dead vegetation… and small things at that. …And now she could see a small cactus? When had that been there?

“I’m down for attempting to find some shade. I have no idea how long I’ve been out here and my coat is doing me no favors. It feels like the sun is baking me alive.” She turned, beginning to walk off in a direction that neither of them came from. “I’m glad you know what sagebrush looks like. I’ve only heard of it by word of mouth… it's the main way I learn anythiiiiiiinnnnnggg!” And suddenly, as Rivin moved toward a part of the dunes that dipped even more, the sand beneath her paws shifted and she was falling with it.

Down, down… she hit a pile of the warm sand with a grunt but immediately noticed a temperature shift. She lifted her head and looked around, an underground structure filled with sand and stone surrounding her. It was much cooler down here though, even if the entrance into it hadn’t been pleasant. Looking up she could see a hole, some sand still trickling in and bringing in sunlight to the darkness. “Found some shade!” She called up to the other woman. Not the way she wanted to find it, but hell she’d take it.

"Speech," 'Thought.'