Ravyn waited outside of Las Noches for Shukketsu to arrive for his training in the dark arts. She normally did this training in Las Noches but ever since the "incident" she decided that Hougudo training was meant to be outside, in the desert and not inside a grand castle. There was no wind to blow her hair and brush sand against her, which was a good thing because noone wanted sand in their eyes. There wasn't a single scent to be smelled unless you were a freak and could smell sand, but Ravyn wasn't that sort of freak. She couldn't hear anything, nor could she see anything besides sand, some sad excuse's for trees, and more sand. She sighed and leaned against the wall feeling nothing but the cold stone through her jacket.
