Get it

he found himself on a journey to where he navigated once, remembering the sting of the hot summer air in his nose as he walked. his large body moved with a brisk pace as he came to tread heavily on the arid terrain of red water rocks. one could say he was aimless in his trot, and it sure looked that way at first glance. but the brute was looking for something. something only he could value.

the scorching sun laid on his back as his pelt drew it in, his onyx body hard to miss when you were this big and dark against the scenery. his eyes scanned the ground and his nose hovered over the worn down path as he waited to find it.