Verdigris Ravine Some people watch, some people pray

Something shifted in the sand - perhaps it was her mother, perhaps something inside Kira herself. 

A nudge from S'ari accompanied a wide yawn as she and her sisters were ushered out into the desert sun. Like a rattlesnake, she basked in its warmth, feeling the heat of the earth under her paws. Her eyes were still adjusting to the brightness when she noticed the presence of unfamiliar figures up ahead - though hazy as they were, their silhouettes identified as foreign to the young sunling.

She walked stiffly behind the others until she drew close enough to breathe in their scents. Tribekin. Family. Tail flagging in recognition, she let out a tiny squeak.