The dry heat of the desert wasn’t something she was use to, then again, it wasn’t a place she’d ever found herself until now. There was no way she’d come here knowingly, especially with the hot sun that beamed down upon her pale body. In her dragon form she didn’t worry as much, as he scales easily protected her from the harsh rays; human form though? Her skin would probably burn within seconds, white flesh would be nothing more than burned and heated from the sun. With wings tucked at her sides, she continued her trek through the soft sand, clawed feet leaving patterns in the sand; tail doing the same as it practically slide through the sand.
Her body was tired, how long had she been going at this point? Days, perhaps, at least it was how it felt to her. There was nothing but hunger and thirst for her, gods she could only beg if she made it out of this heated hell hole. It was then, from the distance, her nose picked what seemed to be water; a scent that she was more than happy to smell. What if it wasn’t true? What if it a trick in her mind, brought in by her need for water? Gods she hoped not, but her slender legs did nothing but betray her; pulling her closer and close towards it.
It didn’t fade the further I’m she’d gotten, her little heart thumped in her chest with excitement; tongue gliding across parched lips. No, the water she was picking up was there! Her nose sniffed there air for any sign of others, only to be washed over by the fresh smell of water. She was close, so close, maybe too close as her foot stepped in it for a moment. Oh! There it was! She let out a dragon like chirp of excitement, wings fluttered happily at her sides now. Waiting no longer, the small female tucked her legs in and bent her neck toward; slowly, as to not force her face too far into the water. Then, she drank, greedily as she cold, enjoying each gulp going down her throat.
Her body was tired, how long had she been going at this point? Days, perhaps, at least it was how it felt to her. There was nothing but hunger and thirst for her, gods she could only beg if she made it out of this heated hell hole. It was then, from the distance, her nose picked what seemed to be water; a scent that she was more than happy to smell. What if it wasn’t true? What if it a trick in her mind, brought in by her need for water? Gods she hoped not, but her slender legs did nothing but betray her; pulling her closer and close towards it.
It didn’t fade the further I’m she’d gotten, her little heart thumped in her chest with excitement; tongue gliding across parched lips. No, the water she was picking up was there! Her nose sniffed there air for any sign of others, only to be washed over by the fresh smell of water. She was close, so close, maybe too close as her foot stepped in it for a moment. Oh! There it was! She let out a dragon like chirp of excitement, wings fluttered happily at her sides now. Waiting no longer, the small female tucked her legs in and bent her neck toward; slowly, as to not force her face too far into the water. Then, she drank, greedily as she cold, enjoying each gulp going down her throat.
