Lis opened her mouth to speak when something caught her eye. A steady stream of drool pooled from Death's mouth. She looked around. "P-phel..." Death's pack, made of large and hungry looking dogs and wolves came into view, a few had blood dripping from their mouths and covering their bodies. It was clear that some of the dogs had been fighting or returned from a successful hunt."Yeah, I wondered some of that myself." Gray stopped and looked at Andorra. "Hopefully exploring a little more will help us find out how to get home. Or, at least, help us find a pattern in this magnificent madness."
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Pheli stepped back and looked at Death. "Lis," she whispered urgently. "What does that mean?!"