The giant girl had barely rested, but that wasn’t going to stop her trying to make up for lost time. Head slung low, looking more a wraith than a wolf, mismatched eyes were squinting into the darkness, darting wildly from side to side. A lip curled up defiantly, flashing white canines in the moonlight, a low growl announcing her presence and frustration to any within earshot. Daphne was too restless to sleep and so she found herself prowling between the gleaming carapaces of long dead machinery, the skin beneath her fur itching with a volatile need she couldn’t quite place a paw on.

"speech".

We are like young volcanoes

Freedom, at least so far, was proving to be pretty damn fun. Kaija was enjoying the freedom to go wherever she wanted, and she was pretty sure she was already going further from home than she ever had before. She was tired though and decided to settle down for the night, but she'd inadvertently ended up.. well, here. So far Kaija had found nothing at all suitable to use as makeshift shelter and so she kept trekking on, trudging over a field full of debris. More than once she'd nearly tripped straight over something and onto her face, but somehow she managed to stay mostly upright. However when she finally heard a low growl, somewhere not far off, she was caught entirely off guard and stumbled, faceplanting straight into the dirt. Grumbling, she pulled herself upright, not scared persay but definitely uneasy knowing someone else was nearby. "Halt! Who goes there?" Squinting in the darkness she zeroed on on some old machinery, creeping toward it as quietly as her large paws would allow. "Are you a ghost?" Something about this place seemed ethereal and made her uneasy, so it didn't seem entirely impossible that it might be haunted.

What Daphne hadn’t expected to hear was a voice. She stopped in her grumbling and lifted her head, mismatched eyes scanning the moonlit plateau. She even chuckled darkly at the second question, daring to answer with a bitter grin on her lips, "Feelin’ dead and bein’ dead are still two different things, best I can tell." She shook out her coat, releasing some of the pent up frustration as fur flew loosely and glittered in the moonlight. She really should start taking better care of herself. "You from around here?" She questioned, peering into the dark, still unable to quite pinpoint the location of the other. "Sorry if I’m intrudin’." She really hoped she wasn’t. This place might be pretty cool in the daylight.

"speech".

I could use some friends for a change

Her uneasy mood shifted with alarming speed. One minute she'd been worried she might be seeing a ghost, and the next she perked right up and moved to close the distance between herself and the source of the voice, shaking dirt from her face and clambering to her paws. "You feel dead? That ain't good. Maybe you should find a healer or something, I'unno," she suggested, a hint of worry in her voice, but just a hint. Kaija didn't get overly involved in the lives of other people, not unless she really felt like it. This wasn't one of those times. She gave a little flick of her tail as Daphne came more into view, squinting a little to get a better look at her. "No, you're not intruding. Never been here before. I'm not from anywhere," Kaija explained casually. She'd been born somewhere, but she didn't consider that her home now. She went wherever she wanted, whenever she wanted. So far this whole thing was working out pretty nicely for her, but she knew the future could bring something different, not that she'd dwell on it for long. "I'm Kaija, by the way, if you were wonderin'."