((Sorry I'll add her name when you post. I forgot already!))Abish was so very, very lost, but he wasn't sure that bothered him. He'd seen some interesting things as he wandered and all considered, his little trip had been quite pleasant. Except for right about now. It was hot, fur searingly, unbearable hot. His paws on the ground shook up little clouds of dust that coated his nose and his panting tongue. Hot, tired, and thirsty now that he thought about it. And since he'd thought about it, the need became pressing and persistant. He tried to smell for water, but his poor nose was so clogged with dust, he could barely smell at all. Finally frustrated he stopped in the shade of a.... wait, was that a bone?
