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Huata had somehow managed to find herself alone in the lands that seemed to be the barren deserts. The blistering sun was taking a toll on her, and she felt weak and dehydrated. The smell of the sand caused her nose to burn as sometimes when she would sneeze, blood would drip slightly from it due to her nostrils being dry. Her topaz optics scanned the area, but she could see nothing.

"I need to get out of this sun," she told herself as she panted heavily, trying her best to cool herself off, but to no avail. The dame continued onward, but her vision was becoming blurry until she couldn't take no more and collapsed down onto the warm yet burning sand. She knew she couldn't see anything now, and her body was starting to become affected from lack of water, and lack of energy.

The sun continued to beat down upon her as if the sun were only touching her. The sound of other animals filled her lobes, for she cared about nothing but water and shade.