Why did he even bother coming this way? Fermin's coat was meant for colder climates, in no way should he be in such a terrain. He was hot, irritated, and wanted to get the hell out of here. There was only one problem though, after wandering this place for a good two hours, he had lost which direction he had come for, therefore had no idea where he was or if there was even a way out nearby. "What the hell..." He snarled, standing at the base of a dune, attempting to stay in the very little shade it provided. Head would be held high and slowly move from side to side, light gaze trying hard to look for some path or something n the distance he could follow. For a moment he thought he saw another wolf, but he would brush it off as the heat getting to him, surely no one else was stupid enough like he had been to get lost here as well.
