Shria let out a soft, almost tired sigh. "Right." She stated as she stopped in her tracks. "Normally, there would be an oasis around here. But as far as I'm seeing. There is no oasis." She glanced.over her shoulder at her sister. "You see an oasis?" She inquired with a soft sigh. "And don't you dare say it's after the next dune," she added, kicking some sand to add strength to her argument.
Night would fall soon, it was already high noon. And they had to get to an oasis to set up camp. Water reserves were running short. And food, well. Three guesses what was for dinner. Sandworm. Delicious, stale sandworm.