
Hashsha'shin had been wandering around these open lands for what seemed like hours. As he looked towards the ground for one single glance, he noticed his paw prints. Paws prints that seemed to have been walked over and over. He turned his head towards each side. As he looked each way he turned around and around. All the while the heat was growing hotter on his fur, and making it harder for him to think. Though the more he looked the more he knew, he had definitely already been this way. Being the lion he was he thought He couldn't be lost, could he? Was he maybe just walking in circles around this area?
His head was spinning with all the thought going through his mind at that moment. Since who knew he might just be right back where he started at. Then he realized it wouldn't do any good to worry about it, even if he was so called lost. So he decided to take a seat below a beautiful tree, and who knew maybe he'd get lucky. Since in his head he hoped he could find someone to show him the way. Before the heat broke him down in body and mind.