A wolf in a nice fancy suit came walking down into Necro's territory. He seemed to have a puppet on his right paw who he was currently talking to. As the two walked about they seemed to be looking for their friends. "Fatz! Dook! Where are you two?" // It's me again. Let's say Fatz and Dook lost but are just unconscious and in Necro's custody.
Necro’s area was a labyrinth of a graveyard, vicious shades of various forms patrolling around to keep unwanted guests out as well as keep their master safe. Necro themself however had kept the duo the wolf searched for in separate tombs to make it harder for them to escape when they awoke. One large spider shade spotted the wolf, smiling rather devilishly before climbing down the dead tree deciding to track the newcomer.
