<span style="color: #BF4000">"Not at all."</span>He admitted, he was also beginning to tire, his wings becoming stiff. He circled down to the flat ground. No rocky overhangs to provide shade. They had gotten to that part of the dessert where it was simply a dry plateau. There were burrows scattered around  at distances, but they were actively occupied by some hot tempered drakes. Jerrar stretched his wings and then let them remain outstretched, so perhaps Kiriei could rest beneath them.<br/><br/>Off in the distance two large brown drakes battled over territory. Each attacking one another with their sharp digging claws and small sharp teeth. They were large beasts, wingless and strong. Though they may be strong, their thinking skills were rather weak. Logic is hard to come by in such a low variety of creatures in such a desolate land.<br/><br/>Jerrar squinted at them, having a hard time seeing as the ground reflected much of the suns light, giving the desert a 'glowing' effect. Jerrar also found that the ground he stood on was very hot and that his paws were beginning to hurt. He hopped awkwardly in one place for a few minutes before the ground cooled off enough under his shadow for him to tolerate.