Dry Spell

She had never been out here before. But where there was desert, there were bones! She had brought a waterskin with her just in case she ended up out here longer than anticipated, but Insomnia wasn't terribly far anyway and she was sure she could make it back before she fell dead or something. She had every intention of digging things up and seeing what she could find. After all, she had a keen nose for certain...things. Nose twitched as she zigged and zagged across the dry riverbed, picking up little bits and pieces of metals and other interesting bits of scrap. She was sure she'd eventually find something even more interesting, however. Sooner or later.