Blood of my blood

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.