The place seemed and smelled like shit, desolate and clearly lifeless, thousands of bones covering its soil, like a cemetery, one of colossal proportions, and the small yet tenacious chimeric wolf found it amusing, but also gross. Lips curling in disgust from the heavy smell in some parts, smell of decay, of rotting meat. It didn't surprise her in the minimum with the amount of death within. She was new here and of course she wouldn't know any routes or places to go, and for now she navigated through the place, a place screaming death and pain, suffering and desolation. Fetid smells flowing with the wind. "What a shit hole," She commented as she did her best to walk fast, hopping to find an exit to this putrid lands, what a nice welcome party. Finding herself in what she saw as the worst piece of crap. Bobbed tail up like that of a deer's, blue eyes reflecting disgust. She wondered if this was used as a depository of dead by their natives, and if that was the case she wasnt about to meet any of them. Action | "Speech" | Skill

Venturing futher north, Hattori soon found himself at the boneyard. A dead and desolate place, cluttered with bones bleached white by the sun. He did not intend to stay as he was simply passing through, but the sight of a stranger roaming the place like this was somewhere to explore made him pause. Did she not know what this place was? What it was used for, for the most part anyway?

Not that it was any of his concern, he found himself approaching the brown and white woman. A half mask adorned her features, like two wolves had merged into one.

"I would not roam here so carelessly." Hattori told the stranger, knowing full well this was Auster's equivalent of the battlefield.

Nothing, nothing, nothing, just death and gross smells, this was all she could tell about this stupid place,and as she walked she was aiming to get out as soon as her slender legs would allow, feeling like she didnt fit among the dead, but as any newcomer she had zero knowledge of where she was or where to go. A sight of annoyance was all she would do to express what she though of these lands. She would sit and start planing out any ways to get out, where to do and even more important what to eat. She was hungry and she wasnt about to fucking wait, she liked to do things right away, but while the small woman would stand up thinking to go north, an stranger approached. Man that was huge, yes a "that" as he didnt look to wolf to her, horns and weird patterns. 'What the fuck' "Um, well, im actually hurrying to leave whatever this place is. I just came here ya know."Easily spoken, no fear, no shame. Action | "Speech" | Skill

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Apparently she intended to leave soon, to skirt around the Boneyard once she was done. He supposed someone might carry that line of thought, that curiosity might have gotten the better of her. At the end of the day, Hattori didn't really care. Had enough on his plate to deal with as it was. If this loner wanted to risk her welfare wandering around in a place like this, he wasn't going to stop her.

"I see." He said, clearly not very invested, or interested for that matter. Instead he asked: "Where are you from?"

Well, she wanted to leave now, the place wasn't too appetizing for the two faced woman. But the man was indeed a curious being, his shape was beyond anything she was used to find in a wolf. But a wolf still, in the most part right? "I am from Hieroria. Far away from here." Well she was indeed very far from home, to an unknown place. "What abou' you?" Not like it was her necessity to know but out of courtesy. The little she had."Eris Dysma." She dropped her name, because yes. Her expression gave no hints of her actual emotions, she had this resting bitch face all the time, to the point of doing it without thinking. But deep inside a wild and sassy nature rested, ready to come out whenever someone pissed her off and she never held regrets when she let it out. "Does this place have a name?" She asked hoping the male would know so she knew where not to go. All she saw was barren lands, dusty and with dead trees everywhere. Action | "Speech" | Skill

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Hieroria. The name was unfamiliar to Hattori's ears, though that was to be expected. Even now he knew so little of the world, was content to keep in his corner as long as he was left well alone. Perhaps his mood would change with the tides, that he would want to extend his reach to further afield, but for now he was content enough. It was enough, or so he told himself.

He nodded to himself, as though stowing her name away for later use. Though he doubted it would come to that, most faces he met he never saw again. Or only in passing.

"The Boneyard." Which was rather self-explanatory, given just how many bones were strewn about. No end it in sight, it seemed.