Ochre Dockyard

Ash and Rubus strolled quietly along the familiar ((dusty path that led them into and through the busy Ochre Dockyard. It was midday and the sun was glaring down on the two tsabhua's, bouncing harshly off the grains of sand that were packed together to make the pathways and buildings of the dockyard. Rubus was growing tired of the gritty sand that rubbed his paw pads, though he would never complain to anyone. Ash found the glare of the sunlight off the bright ochre hues made his eyes turn and...

Two quiet tsabhua's walked side by side down ((the dusty dockyard of Issiq known as the Ochre Dockyard - the name suited it, considered that in front of them was a sea of ochre sandy buildings littered busily in an area, the only color breaking it up being the blues and teals of the ocean that allowed for trade to enter in and out of the docks)). Ash was an older tsabhua, and he and his travelling companion and fellow colonist Rubus had not said much on their journey from Mireh to Issiq - the...