Wayward Station

Orion sighed as she leaned against a nearby wall of rock.  The two whelps she was watching over had scampered off again, climbing one of the striated formations to play on its wind-smoothed surface.  They took any hint of climbable rock as a challenge, as if there weren’t cool vantage points in Mireh!  The pair were probably going to disturb something’s nest and get bit at this rate.  Still, standing in the shade was nice.  Even in Kerah, Issiq was hot....