My Little Baby Off To Destroy People

Álarr had not planned his trip north terribly well. It was taking him longer to cover ground than anticipated and so he arrived at the plateau just as the sun disappeared and the moon rose bright and full in the sky. He was grateful for the full moon to light his way. Afi was curled up on top of his pack asleep and he shook his shoulders to wake the small create. Afi yawned and stretched. "We here?"

Álarr nodded as the cat leapt off his back and sat to clean his whiskers. "Afi, what is all this stuff?" He glanced around at the strange ruins and metal bits that formed unrecognizable shapes.

The cat paused and shrugged. "Hooman things. My ancestors tell of some great war where creatures called Hoomans destroyed themselves and nearly the rest of the world with them. You can find their relics in various places. Basically, if it looks unnatural it is probably a Hooman thing. Come on now, lets see if we can't find a good place to do some training."

The cat took off and Álarr trailed after him.