Tilting his head up towards the sky, Jake squinted as a bird flew in front of the sun. The man, Zachary he learned, was right. It was hot as hell out here. And Zachary didn't exactly look like he was built to last in temperatures like this. He was oddly pale. Jake found himself suddenly struck by a twinge of guilt for wrecking his hat. It probably would have helped him quite a bit out here.

"Name's Jake" he informed Zachary when asked about his name. "Hey, there's some huts over there" Jake told him as he tried to point a paw in their direction but failed "Maybe you should get out of the sun before you...die."

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