His first night in the Day Court had been cold and yet, uneventful. Saphrax still wasn’t so sure about the sand that was beneath the snow. It worried him about what might happen when the snow began to melt and give way to the sands below. He was sure to get sand in his eyes and that was something that could not happen. Sand in eyes and crevices was something that Saphrax hated more than anything. And yet, there wasn’t much he could do about it now.
His thoughts about sand and snow are interrupted by the eagerness and loudness of someone gallivanting through the streets. Sticking his head out of his shelter for the evening, he looks upon the strange creature and can’t help but notice that they contain some similarities. And yet…Saphrax was not as bright-eyed and busy-tailed as this fellow in the mornings.
Slowly, Saphrax steps out of his little shelter, his flames flickering in the morning breeze as he comes towards the gathering. He’s only just arrived and he’s not sure what they are going after. And yet…Saphrax won’t back down from an adventure. After all, he needs a reason to show off to the others in this Court. He has to make an impression somehow, right?
