Dry. It was terribly dry. Star could taste the dirt as she breathed and the striped fae wrinkled her nose in distaste. She'd need a bath after this for sure. A hot wind blew every now and again, throwing up curtains of dust between the tall, strange trees. For a moment she considered not treading further in but... for the sake of exploration... Dainty paws picked their way along the crispy landscape. She stopped every now and again to inspect a bush or some random lizard that looked just as dry as the land around it. A boring, desolate place. The Dunamis woman was already over it, but she may as well inspect everything since she'd come this far, eh?

"Starchild Dunamis"

The turn of the season meant one thing in particular for Crux. Time to go looking for herbs to help bolster stores empties by winter and a whole birth. Crux hadn't had much chance to explore the lands of Auster since he'd arrived, with the cool season having set in shortly after, which had certainly not encouraged him to go too far.

Now with Riya by his side he skirted the neighbouring pack, moving quickly past the boneyard, he had no desire to tempt anyone into fighting him, before he finally got somewhere new. Though he wasn't sure how useful for his purposes this place would be. Crux scuffed a paw along the dusty ground. Maybe those strange looking trees might provide something? But at least here all he could see was dead or dying. He doubted it was from the recent winter. Riya brushing against him alerted Crux of the other wolf and he glanced at her, deciding if he was feeling social right now or not. But he couldn't deny that if she knew anything about this place that'd undoubtedly be helpful for him. "Ever been somewhere like this before?" He spoke as he trotted towards her, his posture easy, confident but not aggressive. He also adjusted his movements as much as possible to hide his leg as best he could.

Crux & Riya

Art by Twonahalfer

Dundee instantly spun and released a grating, hair raising snarl of alarm. The devil's coat bristled and he stalked stiff legged, putting himself between the feline, its canine, and Star. A gentle word from the star marked woman brought the little creature grumbling and glaring, but he calmed enough for the pair to speak.

"No, not quite like this," she admitted aloud, turning her attention back to the strange landscape. There was very little life aside from the various lizards that looked as though they'd never had a drink in their lives. The bushes too were rather haggard and crusty. Moving towards one of the large trees, Star gave it a sniff. "Bleeding trees?" she questioned the brute before lifting one paw and pressing against the peeling bark. More of the red resin seeped out and began trailing downwards. She imagined it might be useful for something, but she was no healer.

"Starchild Dunamis"