Sleeping Dragon we'll watch as time tumbles down

Pup tier? Well, that seemed self-explanatory. Mojave glossed over it instead to wonder how quickly she would take to things here. It didn't feel like a home just yet but she had come along out of obligation. Plus it would have been a good idea to be somewhere to rest her head for a little bit anyway, even if she didn't linger forever. But other than that, at least they seemingly had a few more things in common.

"Well, I came from the north, but not like... way north. It was cooler there and all, we got quite a bit of snow and ice in the winter and stuff. But it wasn't like some... frozen wasteland or whatever you want to call it." Heavily forested and the like, though it was then that Mojave considered the distinct possibility that she hadn't come directly south. There had been some snaking around, whether to avoid packs or other options that were barricaded by natural formations.

"So you like to wander too, then? See what's out there?" She hazarded a guess, suddenly shifting gears.