"Ughh...," Kaz said, rubbing his head, now awake. His paws felt through the unfamiliar sands of the beach line. Strangely, he could not recall much except of his homeland, Verona, and many memories he shared there. As he stood up, he realized on his back were two swords equal in size and many daggers on a belt around his waist. His clothing was of a common folks as he recalled, very sickly in color and somewhat in tatters.<br/><br/>"I'd best find out were I am," he sighed, then followed the beach line. He continued until he saw a huge dragon figure in the distance holding something or someone. Clumsily, he tripped over a shell and cursed loudly to where the figure(s) could hear.