Sly Fox Sand Dunes Home has come.

She knew how to shield her eyes. How to dip her head when the sound of rushing wind hit her ears before the sand did. How to wrap her ears in hide when she knew the winds that slaughtered kings would grow too strong, and how to protect them from infection or irritation. Today was no dust devil nor sandstorm. 

Haze.

Heat that showed itself in rippling waves across the sky. Her vision shook. 

Then a monster that spawned from the air came charging at her. Camel! Camel! Camel! She could not move, her limbs froze, and soon enough the Camel was in her face.

Barking swears to Ra.

Her eyes went up, down, and soon they fixated on the mans eyes. Strange...strange eyes. He must have been cursed with the bite of a serpent. Her default rested smile turned nearly aggressive, though inquisitive. Always curious. My, my, wasn't he something.
"Do you have rabies, sir? Heat brings ill to those in misfortune."