<div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_u"><em>WARNING TO READERS: CONTAINS FURRIES, LOTS OF THEM!!!</em></span></strong></div><br/><div align="center"><strong><em>Day 1, Middle of the Desert, Varas</em></strong></div><br/>Desert sands and rolling windswept dunes as far as the eye can see in every direction.  The port town of Sable is easily a day away and gone from sight given the rolling nature of the sands, far different from the wooded lands of Canis that were Niraya's home for so long.  It was hot, mountains in the distance and larger ones to the North, waves of heat visible as it rolled off the sun-baked sands.  Truly a dry, miserable condition for anyone to be in...<br/><br/>...and yet there was a lone wolf woman clad in appropriate desert garb over distinctly inappropriate armor breastplates.  Hardened over years of survival, combat, and training, she traverses the desert even now under the mid-afternoon sun in search of Teewold, the capital of Varas.  What she'd find there she wasn't sure, but it sure as hell beat staying at home waiting to be married off to some half-flaccid fucker from another house and expected to pop out a couple of pups some nine months later!  Maybe after her dark fur was coated in the experience of the world, but for now it was adventure, and this was where her adventure started...