BIT BY BIT — joining

[div style="margin: 0 auto; width: 60%; font-family: georgia; font-size: 13pt; text-align: justify;"]"You're telling me." He hated the desert, all the sand and shit blowing up and nearly suffocating him everything the wind blew. While the multitude of rocks as such helped with staying out of the sandstorms, it still took some getting use to. Levi was sure that considering how much sand he had inhaled that his lifespan had been cut in half. Even though that was not the case, Levi tended to be a bit over dramatic with himself. The ebony and tan doberman looked down upon the animal, cropped ears perked forward. It was a wonder anyone found them out here. They were more likely to get lost and dragged off by a coyote before finding this place. He commended those who survived long enough to get here.

"This land belongs to the Pitt. What business do you have here?"