When Ridley had gone to sleep, it had been in his laboratory deep in the kingdom that his mother had called home before her mysterious disappearance. Good riddance was all he had to say to that situation, glad to finally be gone from her. Her status brought him nothing except bothersome guests and fangirls at that. 'Oh my god you're the son of Enya? You must be so proud to have her as your mother! She's the best queen we've had in a long time. She really keeps our King in line, and she's so good to the people!' Anyone who praised his mother was promptly chased from his laboratory with threats fitting his personal hobbies. 'You don't know the real Enya' he would think to himself, disgusted with just how she had managed to fool everyone into liking her.
When he had woke up, he was definitely not in the deep musty laboratory that had been his own. He was in a place that felt familiar to him. Beneath him was sand, and before him was an endless sea of the same shit - for shit it was. Sand. Fucking sand. Had he somehow been teleported back in time or something? He glanced around as he woke and stood, seeing tall spires off in the distance. The likelihood of time-travel suddenly seemed much more likely, for this desert seem eerily similar to the one he'd woken up in the year before - or had it been longer?
Familiar with ending up in this situation once again, Ridley lifted his nose to the air and instead of scenting with his nostrils, flicked his tongue quickly from his mouth. He could taste water in the distance as feint as it might be and locked onto the location, his large paws splaying as he traversed the burning hot sand to keep from sinking into it. By the time he had traversed the desert to the water, the sun had moved from noon high to the edge of the horizon and Ridley's posture had gone from proud to wilted and exhausted.
When he reached the water's edge and dipped his muzzle down into the liquid, the relief was indescribable. His parched scratchy throat almost hurt from the cool liquid passing through it, but the sensation ceased soon enough as he continued to drink down the water. Careful not to indulge too much and bloat his gut, he ceased his drinking and instead moved into the pool, wetting his aching and burned paws. Even his tail burned - had the sun crisped the scales through elongated harsh exposure? Soon his entire body sank into the depths of the water and Ridley remained submerged, his elongated reptilian like tail propelling him forward, just breaking the surface. If one hadn't seen him dip into the pool, it would be very likely they might think they were being stalked by a monster - something not far from the truth.
OoC Note: Ridley has not taken notice of Braith yet. He is just by coincidence lurking nearby. Braith might have seen him at the shore slip into the water or not. Player's interpretation.