From beside Savanna Central, was the Sahara Square. Ever since moving, distant family still retained in the location. You remember it be the stomping ground of where you were born. Traveling to the location, through the Rainforest district, TundraTown, and now here? It wasn't easy. The heat, everything. It stung. The large amount of panting, without sweat. That feeling made you burn from the inside out. When asking any vender, and asking for some sort of water, whatever it took, it always ended up in the same few words. Although, reuttered through new eyes.

"Sorry, we're out"

You hadn't even gotten to see your family at all! You were wasting time goofing off in the city for the smallest raindrop of water, before you melted to the ground. If it weren't for all of your paranoia over recent attacks, you probably could have kept pushing... I guess not now. The palm hotel was at least available, which you were LUCKY to even get within the confines for starters. With it being the large set up camp for you, dashing out the door was for the first supermarket. It Has to have something The interior was much more... traditional. It was a nice little spin switch up compared to the regular one seen in Savanna Central. It reminded you of childhood, although obviously with a few tweaks. Going to the water section, it was thankfully in stock. Now with water in your cart, you sped off until-

CRASH

You accidentally hit someone, which threw you even more off balance, causing you to fall. Looking up, it was a gazelle looking lady. Her face was hidden behind a deep layer of clothes. It being a clunky hood and oversized baggy pants to hide. When she moved it even the slightest. you questioned something: was that Gazelle..? You could have sworn you magazine that said she was at Palm, why was she here? Hiding from press. The gazelle leaned over to help you.

"Ah- Sorry!"

She was stressed, with her legs trembling a bit and off-center in stance. Unusual for Gazelle. A small paper dropped, it reading ..."Equality"