The air was dry. Drier than normal. Earth cracked beneath their feet parched from the lack of rain in the last month, the over cast skies above threatened the reprieve but appeared to be needing motivation to get up even the energy to do so. She didn't mind, it was nice to be spared from the hot sun even for a day, though that wasn't to say the idea of fresh cool droplets of bliss wouldn't be welcomed. Sparse plants littered the small oasis of the desert, rustling and scrounging was a common scene to watch. Like animals; they dug and rooted up whatever they could knowing that the next time they were able to come across the pale foliage may not been for weeks. Take what you could now instead of asking yourself later why you didn't. Cautious to look up under her brows curious to know what possibly the few other's might have found, brushing fingers stopped their dusting of dirt watching the tall once portly now thin man move around with the canteens strapped all over his body, milling through the crouched bodies asking soft questions she could not hear, a touch of an appreciating hand there and she gave a faint smile to the scene. The sun had aged his skin terribly making him look older than he really was, wrinkles creased his eyes and forehead but that was to be expected. He had become a leader to a bunch of wanderers and it all just seemed to increase every month. What had originally just been her and him had blossomed into a family of three and then a young pair of twins that were at least five years younger than her. Seven became ten and ten became thirteen. And she knew them all by name and where they had come from, where they were when the lights went out and who they lost along the way. A soft touch her head and she carefully lifted her gaze upwards looking to the retracting palm of her father, him offering her a drink. His once lively brown eyes looked ragged, withdrawn but there was still love and compassion behind there... otherwise they wouldn't have had this little family. "Watering time. Next one won't be for a few hours." He crouched down with a curse to his old bones that cracked and creaked, her ginger fingers took up the smooth yet battered canteen from him. "I think there are some fairy dusters around here." a plant that she had learnt stored water inside itself but unlike cactus, weren't poisonous to humans. His thick gray brow's rose. "Can you point them out to Katherine? She has one of the empty canteens." she nodded softly, "I wonder if there is water underground then?" he was musing now to himself, eyes scrolling over the parched pond bed that did hold water once for the oasis. Again she nodded. "There'd have to be. With these many plants growing.... yes but-" She took a small sip just too wet her tongue before screwing the lid back on and handing it back to him. Woodenly he took it as he was lost in his own thoughts wondering if they could possibly dig in the pond bed to find the water but without tools it was a harsh go.