Rosewater Oasis the rattler

trespassing, ping for visibility @Racharra

ten days.

ten days since he had left the basin, following the order of @Soto like an eager, loyal dog. maybe that is exactly what he was. though, truthfully, castel had not been the most... hmm. proactive of travellers. there was simply too much distraction along the way!

he could not be blamed.

but now he was here, laying eyes on the movements of those within this oasis. along his path, everything else had been clear. empty. nobody roamed, and nobody lived within the lowlands—save for these mongrels. but mongrels would not be the best term, would it? they were... beautiful.

so beautiful, that it infuriated castel. tail flagging above his pelvis, a red banner of war. lips curling backwards in a soft snarl as his eyes flicker to and fro, examining what unveiled before his eyes.