Dog signed, but just a little happily. He was used to doing what metal boxes told him to do. They usually knew things he didn't, and it was comfortingly familiar to be given a mission from one even in these circumstances. "Okay. You and me can have a longer talk after whatever made that sound is dead and we've found a safer home base than this. I'd love to know what this Reapers Hollow is. It sounds pretty old school."

With that Dog turned on his heel and marched out the door, instantly stepping into a puddle of tick black blood left behind by Mikkish's earlier escapades out here. Still resting the giant sword on his shoulder he made his way in the direction he thought that "STARS" sound had cone from.