Totoka River pressure wouldn’t squash me and fire couldn’t burn

the lone, pale figure trekking through the sands paused abruptly, ears pulled forward and alert. the strangest voices had reached her, a wolf and... something unidentifiable. yakone had never heard a bird speak before, and had no point of reference for this strange occurrence when she dared to investigate and spotted the odd pair. as disconcerting as it was, the strangeness excited her.

her tail began to wag uncertainly, picking up to a cheerful fan as she watched in captivated silence. delighted, kona pranced forward with little hopping movements and barked her excitement. hello! her eyes said as she danced 'round the pair, dipping into playful bows between every few hop-steps. curiosity sparkled in her silver gaze. who are you? what are you doing?