Death comes to us all...

// There was a dark shape on the ridge of a dune that was on the opposite side from him, followed by a smaller shape, both appeared to be wolves. While he had been navigating by stars and the shifting sands of the desert to go his own way, the fact that the smaller wolf seemed to be a pup being dragged through the desert, Reaper found an odd curiosity about him. Moving in their direction, he followed them. Holding his hare in his jaws, he stayed silent, following the pair and watching them from a distance. Reaper wasn't sure what it was that made him want to tail the pair, but it was strange to see a wolf dragging a pup through the thick of the desert in the middle of the night. He kept his distance, not wanting to really frighten them, after all it was much easier to travel the silvery sands of this place when you had a guide.

Reaper speaks, Your words, Walk, Think, Salem talks,