Khason
Alright, I had never been the smartest guy, but even I was intelligent enough to know that when the sunlight streamed into the cave, when Ivy stirred in my arms, her fingers curling against my bare stomach, and opened her beautiful brown eyes, it would be a very bad idea to bring up any of the things that had happened the night before. So instead, we simply got up. Repacked. Shifted and headed out.
The dawn had come, bright and sunny. The ground remained damp, but it didn’t take more than a few hours for the beating sun and dry air to bake the ground. We were nearing the desert.
By midday, travelling was almost impossible. I began to miss the rain as the burning sand scorched the pads of my paws. Thankfully, Ivy had slept long into the day, and I’d let her, knowing it was my faul
