Rahwenn and Kiba walked through the desert at a leisurely pace; Rahwenn leading her horse by the reins. Kiba once or twice ran off to eat that day and was now licking his lips after eating. Rahwenn looked at him. "You're one sick tiger, you know that?" Kiba rubbed his enormous head against her hip in response. There was a storm and they had lost Kazuma somewhere or he had just plain left them. She fought herself over the feelings she had felt for him and wondered whether he had tricked her.
One day, she had thought about it so much that she started talking to Kiba about it. "That's just like them isn't it, Kiba? Just like men to run off and play hero or just plain run off."
Today, she was either just wanting to get through the desert, or just waiting for a poisonous snake or scorpion to come out and strike her. Even if the latter happened, she wouldn't use her many herbs to help heal herself.