VultureBlinking, the fluttered creature arose from the burning yellow slik called sand, his paws dug beneath the grains, Katina the wolf struggled to raise his body from the heat. Turning his head, he could see noting. Nothing but the golden beams of the sun bouncing off the sand. Katina squinted, he could see a figure far away, getting up, Katina didn't know how he ended up in the middle of the desert, collapsing again, the wolf got buried by the golden blanket.The wind blew the blanket away, as Katina awake again. The figure was closer, he stood up wearily and plodded towards the figure which was closer,Katina barked, no answer. Katina snarled.