In the Savannah it is a surprising cool autumn day, not that an outside observer would be able to tell. It is a sunny day, but it is not hot, it is slightly cloudy, but there is no threat of rain, or at least, there isn't a scent that calls for rain. That is how the true inhabitants of the Savannah feel it, but an outsider would be still be crushed by the dry heat, or blinded by the slight gusts of wind, that pick up the sand and carry it far away with them.
But there is a black and gold striped lioness, and she knew that today was a much cooler day. With the breeze playing through the grasslands in a nice sort of dance, helping to put her in a brighter cheerier mood. As if it was waving her into a new future, with her name quest done, and her Demon and herself somehow closer, more connected. Yaretzi almost felt like her life might get better.
Yaretzi sat where she was, lifting her head, and closing her eyes. She liked to be in the grass lands when it was nice outside. When the wind picked up, it was harder to get sand in her eyes, harder to make her lose her concentration, harder to put her in a fowl mood. She smiled to herself, even her Demon was in a good mood today. which was odd... all things considered.
Plus... it just smelled nice out here. The scent of baking grass made her whole body relax, it was calming really, it made her think of home, she had always been safe at home. She lowered her ears loose against her head and inhaled deeply, before exhaling slowly. Today, she was certain, would be a good day.
