The Lost Islands
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Summer had hit, which was evident by the ever-rising temperature. Each day was hotter than the last and Xanti loved it. The wind that sent sand flying to whip at anything in its path was strong again and the cool oases were not as cool. Still, every time the grullo went towards one there always seemed to be another animal enjoying the waters and the small shade the date trees could provide. If one was lucky, a spot in the water that was covered by shade would not be taken. Sometimes an entire herd would try to fit under that one spot.

Xanti's summer had been filled with grazing and enjoying the sun on his back. The dunes shifted and changed and he ran along them simply to see how much they had changed over a few days or so. The dips he took in the main oasis were much more interesting since animals had begun to flock towards it. He did not doze as much in it anymore and instead rolled around in the muddy sand or cooled off while peering around himself. The antelope like creatures with black and white faces sometimes would show off their tan children that had grown since early spring. The skittish creatures with the black tipped tails and big ears seemed to be more common as well. Xanti enjoyed watching them and hearing the strange sounds they made.

The Sorraia was actually watching a few of the small creatures right now as he barely kept himself from dozing off. He was covered in the rest of the wet sand that the water had not removed after he had rolled in it. The water was cool enough to be pleasant yet warm enough to almost annoy the other animals that gathered. Currently there was a small herd of the black and white faced non-horses and a group of the big-eared, almost wolf like, creatures. The big ears were playing with each other but every once in a while one would pause to try their luck at a bird that landed a short distance away. Why the birds were still landing so close after being chased off multiple times (and a few of their kind being caught as food), Xanti did not know. What he did know, however, was that he was enjoying himself.

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