King of the Jungle

work in progress?:D
High above you, the golden eye of the sun gleams. You stop and raise your head, casting your serious gaze over the golden plains stretching miles and miles away from your present postion. Far above you, tiny specks of multiple birds soar high on the abundant thermals, and you can barely make out the graceful wingspan. Somewhere, intrigued zebras call to each other and you hear an odd chattering noise far away.

You flex your rippling muscles and bound through the tall swaying grasses that were of a pale sense, blind to everything else but the towering plants. Suddenly...the grass cleared.

You stumble in the harsh rays of the exposed sunlight and regain your balance fast enough to take in the scenery and take the view into Daken's past...