Luneshale Pass rhyme dust

S'ari released an audible sigh of relief, her whole body relaxing. She would not be alone, at least not for a while. Perhaps by the time she and Suri found the cavern, she would tire of company and wish to be alone again. And if not... well, she'd deal with that when it came.

S'ari will follow this one's lead, then, she said, and moved to face the wolf entirely. Ordinarily, she would offer to lead, being a desert native, but she was not native to this desert, and also wanted to be polite.

Her head tilted to the side at Meerkat's next words, and then her eyes swiveled upwards towards the mountains in the distance, that loomed like a menacing shadow. Those mountains were her stopping point. She would never go beyond them. Coyote is sure this one's village is beautiful, she began, slowly. Perhaps Suri will tell S'ari about it, yes? But that is all. Here, she swept her gaze outward, towards the lowlands at large. The desert sand runs in S'ari's blood. She turned away from it once, to explore new places, and all she found was... cold and cruel and lonely. Lonely. She was lonely now, but not for the scenery. The tribe... We are creatures of the desert. We wilt and die like flowers when we leave it for long.