Suddenly he was knocked over by a gust of wind, that halfway burried him, and he coughed up some sand.
She coughs, as she inhales some of the dust. She stands up quickly and looks at him. "Are you ok? Seem's odd how the weather has changed."
"<span style='color:green'>I think, a duststorm is coming, *cough* we'll have to adjust the tent to protect us</span>" he said spitting up sand
"<span style='color:green'>errrrrr...maybe pull the tent onto it's side, and use some stuff from around that hut</span>" he said unsure
She looks around, and spots a piece of material, that looks like it could be useful. She walks over and picks up the material, and a couple of rocks which, are amazing light for there size. "Will these be of any help?"
He was already pulling the cloth off, "<span style='color:green'>Yes, that can be used for our front, this is our roof, and those rocks will hold our roof on</span>" he said looking for something to cover the sides
She wanders back over to the hut, and looks around. She goes behind it and finds another large cloth, which she picks up immediately, and carries it back. "I found another large cloth but, there was only one so maybe, we can tear it in half and use it for the sides."
The duststorm was advancing, he started to hurriy, and put everything together, helping with the sides, he was worried about getting killed in this storm.
She looks at the sky, with a worried look. She doesn't say anything, just prays they will make it through. She helps put the sides, and double checks to make sure they are secure. She coughs, as the wind scatters more dirt around.
"<span style='color:green'>Get in the safe hut thing we made, I'll surround it with fire, just in case</span>" he said
She quickly moves into the hut, and sits in a corner. She can't help but, feel nervous, she has never been in a storm like this one before.
He puts up a wall of fire that isn't hot, he goes into the hut thing "<span style='color:green'>Well let's hope this does'nt kill us</span>" he said, trying not to scare himself
She moves a little closer to him but, not to close. She sits back on her tail and watches, the sky. She shivers a little. "Any idea how long these storms usually last?"
"<span style='color:green'>Hours to days,</span>" he said he heard a thundering roar "<span style='color:green'>It's coming</span>" he said grimly
She curls up, and lays down. She closes her eyes, and hopes that it will be over soon. "I hope it is hours rather than days, I have never been in this type of storm before. Have you?"
"<span style='color:green'>A five minute storm, not much</span>" he said, the first shockwave hit he knew it was advancing "<span style='color:green'>These storms are deadly, they are sand versions of avlanches</span>"
She lets out a quiet sigh. "I was afraid you were going to say that." She closes her eyes and hopes for the best.
She closes her eyes and concetrates, and tries to create a comforting aura but, has no luck. She sighs and opens her eyes up. She curls up a little tighter and watches the storm clouds.
