Along side an old wall, sat in the shade, Akio Mao. Munching on the last of his rations not to spoil them. Enjoying the higher view, he let out a sigh, knowing that going home may not be possible for a long time. Since he does come from a nomadic family, finding their where abouts might prove difficult. With a re-filled water-skin, he drank happily knowing soon he will be training.
Be it with or without people of similar age as him, did not fray his mind. Thus, closing his water-skin, he stood with a stretch. With all of the things he can do on his mind, a smile appeared on his face. The sun breaking over head the wall onto the loose sand. Proceeding back to the inhabited parts of the desert expanse. Upon jumping down a small slope, sliding on his feet pretending to move the dirt as he rode the cascade of rock and sand.
A small cloud of dirt rose up as Mao, pivoted his feet, running as fast he could. Even since being so new to the place, Mao took up his pride and chose to explore a new route back to the city. Sand dunes and ruin seemed to fly past the young man. The merchant city slow rose into view. Footsteps echoed on the empty walls. Rubble shook as Mao leaped from edge to ground. Hardly losing step, he swiftly ran. As if one is late for something important. He slowly grew the schedule he wished for in his mind.
Footsteps slowing, Mao, cracked a smile. The sun soon to go down and a new home in mind. He knew he will never tell anyone of his exploits and adventures here. Clothes, cleaned. He brushed off some dirt off his shirt. Before he got around to composing himself, he stretched and yawned. Composing himself, he eventually reached a nice shady spot. Dowsing himself in water from the surprising amount of heat he gathered from just simply running.
Be it with or without people of similar age as him, did not fray his mind. Thus, closing his water-skin, he stood with a stretch. With all of the things he can do on his mind, a smile appeared on his face. The sun breaking over head the wall onto the loose sand. Proceeding back to the inhabited parts of the desert expanse. Upon jumping down a small slope, sliding on his feet pretending to move the dirt as he rode the cascade of rock and sand.
A small cloud of dirt rose up as Mao, pivoted his feet, running as fast he could. Even since being so new to the place, Mao took up his pride and chose to explore a new route back to the city. Sand dunes and ruin seemed to fly past the young man. The merchant city slow rose into view. Footsteps echoed on the empty walls. Rubble shook as Mao leaped from edge to ground. Hardly losing step, he swiftly ran. As if one is late for something important. He slowly grew the schedule he wished for in his mind.
Footsteps slowing, Mao, cracked a smile. The sun soon to go down and a new home in mind. He knew he will never tell anyone of his exploits and adventures here. Clothes, cleaned. He brushed off some dirt off his shirt. Before he got around to composing himself, he stretched and yawned. Composing himself, he eventually reached a nice shady spot. Dowsing himself in water from the surprising amount of heat he gathered from just simply running.