Star Trek
Shi'Kahr
Vulcan was going through another hot day as the inhabitants went about their daily routines.
Le-Matyas prowled around the outside of the monstrous capital city amongst the large boulders, cliffs and canyons that the planet was made up of.
The hand-reared Le-Matyas that resided in the city were leashed to their masters sides as they walked alongside them, sniffifng the ground.
The heat was something the Vulcans were used to along with the thin atmosphere and the glaring sun that they had evolved to withstand. The gravity was more than Earth's but it was the reason behind the Vulcan's strength. Their logic could be seen clearly around the city in either words, pictures or even body language and was the pinnacle of theor intelligence and their life-source.
In the Vulcan Science Academy, a female Vulcan, T'Loni, was walking at a rapid pace down the corridor with her worn grey robes flowing behind her and carrying a small pile of books in her arms. She would occasionally glance out the oddly shaped windows that overlooked the lower buildings of the capital city. The sun shone through the windows, moving slowly across the floor and illuminated her as she walked through the beams of light.
She was an attractive young woman of just 97 years old with elegant facial features and absolutely no expression on her face but this was normal for the Vulcan population to never even lift a smile when it was required. She had short balck hair and sharp brown eyes.