Adventures of Adevre

Dahlia stumbled out of the grass and into another barren, dirt-covered clearing right after Blake. He glanced back long enough to smile at her, glad for the company. Clutching Ivee to her chest, she cautiously returned to Blake's side. Cluttered with the offending bulldozers, cranes and other equipment, the clearing looked like a temporary parking lot. Although, "temporary" was a bit generous. The equipment looked abandoned, covered in more layers of grime than could be built up in the span of a few days. Much of it had rusted over and weeds were beginning to reclaim their territory. 

Hazard was still sniffing at Blake's feet. Picking up on a new scent, he trotted further into the construction graveyard. No sooner did he begin to signal a new discovery than his howl was drowned out by the thunderous cough of a choking engine. Both trainers dashed to catch up and see what the commotion was about. 

Spewing smoke and dust, one dozer hacked and wheezed to life... before sputtering immediately out once more. It's driver stumbled out, waving the smog from his own eyes. Dirty brown overalls, the color barely distinguishable from the swirling dust, might have camouflaged the driver if his erupting coughs hadn't exposed him. Eyes narrow, Blake marched forth with purpose.