Shurima Desert...
It's hot, way too hot. Make it end!
It's hot here... Too hot... I don't like it. So I'm gonna try my hardest to get in and get out. I know where I need to go, and I've been pointed in the right direction. I'm on my way there now. Gonna say though, my fur is a bit... Hampering... At this moment. Wish I would've shaved it all off before coming here to a desert. Gah, I hope I don't die here.
I haven't seen water in a couple of days, and my pouch is almost empty. Good news is, I've trekked half of the distance I need too and I'm already getting close to getting out of here. It sucks here I swear...
I need water. I don't think I can take this for much longer. Its been nearly a week. And I haven't seen any at all... I may die out here. I hope I don't. That'd be a real shitty way to die...
So I've been told its been nearly two weeks since I was found, lying near death in the sand. I am the luckiest wolf in existence. Because I was found by a wandering nomad tribe who fixed me up and allowed me to live with them for a while. I'm getting out of here with the updated map and I'm getting back to the Institute. Then I'll start adventuring again, but I'll be staying away from places like this. Ezreal can have them. I'll stick to the more temperate places.
Back in the Institute. I'm relaxing on my bed writing. I can't believe I nearly died back there. I wonder if this is the end of my traveling life...
I've decided I'm going to the School of Magic in Piltover. Whether they let me in or not is the real question. And I don't care, I just want a reason to go on one last adventure.