Skeletons of the past
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((No worries. Also, sorry for the short post, I gave it a bit of an edit))

Roland made his way down the railroad tracks for about twenty minutes, when he heard the crash of falling rubble. He readied his spear, gripping the pole-arm's shaft tightly.

"Hello?" He called out, carefully walking toward the source of the din.

His blue-grey eyes scanned the low walls of the ruined buildings that lined the train-tracks. "If you're hurt, I know enough about the basics to patch you up." He said, loud enough for anyone near to hear.

As he walked closer, he noticed a black-furred wolf with vivid red eyes. He smiled a bit and extended his hand. "Hello there." Roland said. "Are you alright?"


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