<div class="floatright">(http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs8/i/2005/294/e/d/Red_Hills_by_kayono.jpg)</div><br/>Despite the rough surroundings Wahida falls to sleep eventually and in the morning everything seems brighter.  Leaving the cave Wahida surveyed the wastes around.  The earth was reddish in color and the grasses growing sporadically were a light lavender purple in shade.  The air was warm and moist, even early in the morning there wasn't the feel of chill that Wahida had come to expect with early morning.  The blood red sun was rising in the east, at least that was the same.  Wahida pulled her dress, almost more a wide cloak of sheer samite, about her and wondered what her next step should be.   She walked away from the cave, towards the rising sun in the east.<br/><br/>She'd always talked her way out of things or hidden or cajoled.  The idea of picking up a blade didn't sound too appealing.<br/><br/>