Rosewater Oasis Sol

Relentless heat and the buzz of desert insects. It had been like this for miles. The ground was cast in various oranges and browns. More vibrant in some places but all relatively similar. There was little green, limited to the ground nearest to natural water sources. It was surprising to come upon the glittering oasis and its surrounding life. On the edge of the water sat a fat and happy lizard. It basked in the warmth of the summer sun before scurrying away to the undergrowth as the wolf drew near. 

Juárez drank at the edge of the water. Slow, drawing in his drink with a few lazy laps on the surface. His gold figure would blend well against the redstone backdrop of the desert. Once he’d had his fill, the jaguar turned to look back. @Soto would not be far.