When Rashida woke up this morning, she hoped it was going to be a good day. The morning had been blessedly cool, the sun hidden by fluffy white clouds, her pockets were laden with gold, her wares were selling faster than she could keep track...
And then she had to buy camels. Two camels. She had yet to hear the end of it.
"Camels in my day were noble beasts," The demon behind her snorted, his stately jackal head peering down in disgust at the beast of burden that he was sitting upon. His hind legs were practically dragging upon the sand, and he had to keep his claws upward slightly to prevent them from doing so, which made his toes curl as he did so. "These are filthy, smelly animals."
"And guess what? It's the only damn thing that can cross this bloody desert!" Rashida snapped at him, her brown eyes alight with fury as her pretty mouth was twisted into a scowl... Which, considering that she was stuck with only this high demon for company as they traversed across this land of death, was guaranteed. Sweat was dripping off her brow, the white hood and veil that she wore doing nothing to stifle the heat... though considering the angry flush on her cheek that wasn't helping matters either. She tried her best to glare at Akhenaten, the ancient high demon, God of Judgement, but the sweat dripping in her eyes interfered.
The high demon himself seemed non-pulsed by what she said. He only straightened himself on the beast, his luxurious tail gathered around his waist, from which hung a long sapphire cloth, inlaid with golden thread. His eyebrows raised at her tone, and he clicked his blood red tongue against his silver teeth. "A shame. I thought you could do soo much better Rashida Abdul."
The woman seemed to give up. She slumped forward on her camel as it came to a halt, and farted.
"I hate you Akhen," she grumbled into the camel's fur.
"And I'm bound to you. Now, onward! I smell milk and honey on the horizon!" Akhen snarled, a sound that sent a chill up Rashida's spine as his dew claw dug into the camel's hide. It gave a bleat as it began to gallop toward an oasis in the midst, with a cursing Rashida following afterward, shouting curses at the high demon.
And this sort of behavior was normal.