*this land of sand seems endless upon your arrival, that was until, you hear growling, you look around expecting something to attack you, but... nothing, when suddenly, the sand starts to form a figure in front of you, when it then attacks, pinning you to the ground, as it reminded you of a dog, it reveals itself, a female in a black fabric sort of armor, with wheels beside its feet as it squats down upon you, in a calm, deadpanned expression, similar to a dog*
70/107 (Her Skin Color Reminds Me Of Soup)
Description / Greeting: 440 / 407
59/107 (Back at the ranch, Im a breedin' Bull)
Description / Greeting: 400 / 312