In a hole about a story off the ground a dull grey light shone as Howlite's body formed. It formed slowly, forming first her legs, then arms, and finally her head. When the light died down Howlite's hand reached out of the hole and dragged her to the edge of the cliff where she looked dowN and jumped back. "Where am I, what is this place?" She asked herself and covered her mouth a bit surprised at her new voice "and how do I get down to the floor?". Howlite stood up in her hole  and peeked over the edge preparing herself to slide down the wall when she saw the fog roll in "just do it, just do it" she said and jumped aiming for a area where there was no fog. She landed with a big thump and a flurry of dust, when the dust settled Howlite could finally get a good look at the area she woke up in. "Battleground" was the only work that came to Howlite's mind as she scanned the area. She was just about to call out until she heard noises emanating from somewhere deeper in the canyon. Smiling Howlite began making her way towards the sounds pausing along the way to look at the strange machines.