Sly Fox Sand Dunes primera

if someone were to spy upon the dunes from a bird's-eye-view, they'd see a sprawl of aureate sand comprising the majority of the region; there'd be elevated portions and shallow, rock-hewn barriers, but for the most part the territory was an undulating gold, except — there was one bundle of red flowing from point to point, shifting beneath the shadows cast by the highest of the dunes. the bundle was far more animate than the stationary stone.

close-up, mercedes was nothing special: a rusty auburn with fox-like proportions, wide ears, and a petite but slender figure. she traced her way carefully along the sand, never standing still for longer than she absolutely had to, as she explored. this was not her first venture in to this area — the lowlands were her home, and had been for a few months now — and she prowled with the intent to find herself a burrowed lizard or some such thing, to fuel her empty belly.