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The golden sun beats down on the desert's grainy sand. Bright, empty skies highlighted by the sun left passerbys confused. Not only this, but the winding hills of sand that lined the horizon provided no context on where to go. Only the sun's direction and the winds drove loners through. Warm air grows still as the morning winds slow to a halt upon reaching the tree's edge. Humid and hot, the Pittian jungle was an extravagant maze of vines. Through the endless sea of sand to the impassable greenery, many did not manage to reach The Pitt's inner circle.

Today, though, was different.

After traversing aimlessly into The Pitt's desert, a figure managed to follow the north eastern skies and into the jungle. Young and agile features meandered through the vines, trees, and flora with ease with no thought in mind. There was no clue as to why they were here but to walk, to breathe, and to live. The mystery led them to continue on with their endless travel. With a blank gaze leading them forward, they eventually found the central plaza.

An albino face peeked out from the bushes. Blue eyes widened at the animals roaming through the area and large, rounded ears shot upwards. A hesitant, pink paw pad lurched forward. White fur appeared out from the green leaves with a ruffle sounding behind them. The serval drifted forward without any consideration, nor did they acknowledge any animal nearby. They kept to themselves, trespassing without a care in the world. Just straightforward and stoic. Strange.