Morning crept over the desert, sending song birds singing. Veen woke, blinking his weary eyes open. Slowly stretching then yawning, he exited the burrow, and shook the grit from his fur. Sighing, he looked around. Still no sign of the two 'Leaders.' So far he was having a good morning, but now it was ruined. Once again. Growling, he padded off to hunt, unaware he was a mere 23 feet away from the bolthole containing Kolo and Salahari. He dug into the damp sand, finding a large beetle. Munching it happily, he looked up. A huge bird was gliding among the morning thermals- Veen barked loudly, then realized it was only a vulture. Harmless. Sighing, he dug for more hoping he didn't attract too much attention to himself.