Lion Head Mesa What a time to be alive

Naberius laid out on the cool underground redrock, his back and front limbs stretching out and his belly to the earth. Often, Naberius was outside, wondering the territory if not running out into the open flatland and endless sky. 

At the high point of summer and midday, even Naberius receded into the shady spots. Hanging around in one of the common ground areas seemed to be a good choice. It did not take long for someone to approach him. Ah, hello again, golden priestess. He welcomed with a grin.