Raven cursed under her breath, the shimmering haze on the suface of the desert washed over it like a sea, had the breeze that she hoped would cool her, bit at her already dry throat, she realised that there would be little chance of venturing out and seeing what it truely looked like.<br/>Grumbling about her Viking herritage and her seemingly low tollerance for heat, she turned back into what she now knew as the coolness of the cave.<br/>She was thristy, in need of a drink, then remembered what Spike had said about a small pool of spring water?<br/><em>"Yes! Hopefully big enough to stick my feet in and cool me down as well!"</em><br/><br/>She stood for a few moments letting her eyesight adjust better to the darkness, glancing at Spike then laughing to herself at what she had just thought.<br/><em>"Yes Raven you daft bugger, he would sleep like the dead wouldn't he?"</em><br/><br/>Shaking her head at herself, she carefully stepped past him, stilling carrying the basket and half trailing blanket, heading deeper into the small cave.