The day had been hot, as usual. For those like Braith, who lived in the desert, it was just another day of hiding from the sun and resting in whatever shadows one could find. She had been lucky in her endeavor for daily shelter and had claimed a small shady spot within the rocks just beside the falls. The mist in the air was the best consolation for dealing with the heat, so it was no wonder why she felt so lucky at claiming this spot so early that day.
The oasis was obviously one of the more popular lands in the desert. It was where she saw most of the other wolves that roamed like her… there were hardly any of them, of course, but that was the norm from her experiences. Braith rested in her hiding spot for much of the day until the sun began to creep lower and lower down to the dunes in the distance. Slowly, cautiously, she exited her hiding spot, having kept a careful eye on those that sought the water for hydration.
It didn’t take her long to find one paw step into the water, then another, until she fully stood in the shallow waters and slowly sunk herself into a laying position and sighed in contentment. Water was a commodity in the desert. The fact that she could rest in it for even a brief moment was a cherished time. Braith didn’t stay laying for long, however, and stood slowly. She stretched and took a few swallows of water before she exited the water in silence.
The early evening air had only just begun to cool as Braith rested at the water’s edge. She would find time to hunt for something small that night, she had decided, but her hopes for even a snake or lizard for a meal were slim. More likely than not, she’d find herself some bugs. It wasn’t the most satisfying meal, but it would keep her alive, she knew. But for now, Braith would remain by the water until the sun just started to set. She would use the upcoming darkness and cooler air to her advantage, especially since it was yet one more day in solitude.
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