Bones to Pick

This place filled her with a type of macarbe joy. Wading her way through the littered bones. Each one looked like a mix all species. She hadnt explored these lands much but as she saw a familair shape. Voodoo stayed a respectful distance.

"Youd think you can fashion a weapon out of these." she kicked a rib bone away from her. "You want to go for a tussle?" voo flicked her tail a shimmer of a challenge in her eye. A spar, thats exactly what she needed.