Sanica has a minion!

the Desert Spirit

...is a civilization rich in culture.
Deep in the sands of time was buried a grand civilization like no other. Some lived like royalty. Others in poverty. But no matter how rich or poor they were, they all had a family pet. The Bhakoru. The colors of their pet depended on money but otherwise this creature lived in all homes. This is the story of one of those majestic creatures.

Last Memories
The last day of my memory was a horrid day. I was going about the daily tasks set out for me. Even though I am a Bhakoru I can still help around the home you see. I rounded up the children. All five of them. Dorean, Retheba, Thayla, Galren, and Kalike. I made sure they ate their breakfast quickly and walked them to their school. Everything was as per usual. Except for the dark, looming clouds in the distance. Kalike asked me about them and I told him it appeared that a storm was coming. Little did I know that this storm would cause me to hybernate for centuries. The children, finally seated in their classes, murmured about the storm. I walked from the school building and made my way quickly home. I had Cralin look outside at the clouds and he made the servants close up the house. Within the next hour the clouds had reached the Saheric town. But there was no rain. The "cloud" was really a wall of sand moving in our direction. Shortly before the sand reached our city, I heard a roll of noise like thunder. People's homes were being torn from their supports. The sand was thick in the air and Myla sobbed at the fact that she couldn't protect her children. So I did a very risky thing. But had I done otherwise, I probably would have died. I ripped sheets and tunics to pieces with my mouth and carrying the scraps, I went outside.

I heard Myla shriek as I left the house. But I had to save the children. I had to do it somehow. So I ran. I ran blindly with my eyes closed, breathing sand. I choked on it as it invaded my lungs. By some miracle, I managed to find the school. I broke through the door, rammed it shut as quickly as I could, and turned back to the class, coughing sand onto the floor. Dorean, Retheba, Thayla, Galren, and Kalike ran to me crying. They began fussing over me, concerned that I may die at any moment. I steeled myself against the coughs and everyone in the room pulled away from me. Thayla recovered and told me in a whisper I was changing color. You see, I was what your people call a "common" Bakoru, but now I was turning the color of the sand I swallowed and breathed. I stumbled away from the children, my body starting to shake. I dropped the cloth I had been carrying and fell to the door. I thought this was the end. I didn't want the children to watch me die so I got back on my feet and stumbled as quickly as I could back outside. This time I heard the cries of the children I had meant to save as the door blew shut. I managed to fall down some distance from the school and my convulsions came more frequently. Then suddenly I saw above me, a woman. She was beautiful. If I hadn't be in the middle of dying, I would have described her as a goddess. When she appeared, there was a silence around us. The sand was still blowing into every nook it could get into, piling up around us, but we were in silence. She spoke to me. She said not to worry. That she was watching me and I had been graced with her blessing. Before everything went dark, she repeated that I was not to worry. "You will tell your story and the Saheric life will not die. I have chosen you, Sanica, to tell future generations about the wonderful people of this century. You will sleep for many years but when you awake, I want you to tell this tale to every person you meet." A haze then fell across my vision and I fell unconscious.

Now I lay awake in a temple. And I see people. A lot of people. The closest person to me was someone that goes by the name Frozen. I told her this story and she offered me safe haven. Because of her grace, I am able to tell you of my people. I hope you tell others about it.

By the way. Her name is not "Butterface".