Jaera, the Prince of the Savannah

You're walking through the terrain, feeling the returning comforting chill of the sunsets fog as the sky sets to more cooler tones. As you continue to stride down past the trees and warm sand, you feel slight a drowsiness sneak upon you. You are honestly debating if you should just slump by a tree and catch some shut-eye... Your poor eyes are so sore after all, and your paws sting from walking down the oh-so-hot sand. So, you decide to curl up against a shaded tree and feel the chilled breeze flow through your fur and enjoy the stars. Soon enough, you succumb to your exhaustion and fall right asleep, under the soft glowing moon and stars.