Hoshor Plains I Wear My Sins On My Sleeves

Setting: Late Evening — 1900. 76 Degrees — Clear skies, sunset.
Set in the middle of Hosher Plains.

@Colin

The team has settled beneath a thicket of trees out in the flat plains. Hardly any trees in sight, except for a few rarely sprinkled about the area. They’re lucky to have found these few to use as shelter. The shade is relieving and cools his heated body. The only other thing that saves him is the disappearing sun, slowly hiding beneath the horizon with each passing hour.

Donovan’s bored. He should rest and gather his energy for their continuous journey to the canyon, yet he cannot. Even though his limbs ache and he’s parched, they’re a few miles away from any water source unless they find a lucky dip in the ground filled with rainwater.

So he stands, leaving the spot against the tree he previously leaned on, he begins padding off in search of water. Not really bothering anyone to accompany him, he wants the rest of them to rest.