"Life," he said plainly. "The savanna is dry, almost no trees. Pale scrubs in all direction. Then the rains come and it is verdent green as far as the eye can see," Hath said. He loved to explore and travel but always knew that he would have to see the savanna again one day. "I'll take the dry earth and yellow grass over everything being covered in damned white though." Hath wasn't truly complaining, not with the fire so close.