what is gone

Hattori was not overly surprised to hear the gentle patter of paws upon sand, drawing closer with a question no doubt lingering on her lips. There was so much Rhuem seemed to want to know and see, and she would be ready in time just not yet. He flicked his ear to acknowledge her presence but otherwise kept his focus on the ruins ahead of him, how they'd crumbled and collapsed in on themselves. Unable to stand the test of time. A lot of packs had fallen as of late, was this what was destined for them all in the end?

"What is it?" He asked, willing enough to let her pick his mind, to share what he knew.

He turned a little then, glancing over his shoulder with an inquisitive sniff. The ocean clung to her too, salty with an edge of seaweed that stuck like burrs to fur.