GRASSY
Grassy had not expected Canis to be a pleasant place, but it downright seemed like a crypt from the original description. To her surprise, there were actual things living in the place of dust and bones. The Bonebound! It seemed all quite very interesting, but Grassy wasn't exactly sure... Wait!
The tiny blade of grass had a revelation at that point. Perhaps-- just perhaps-- the Bonebound were like her! Sentient, clever bones. Cleverer serpents, all pale, off white like Egahi. Did Egahi even know how much she looked like a Boney?
Out of manners and respect, Grassy kept her jaws shut on the prodding matter. After all, Egahi had already declared her self Egahi, not Boney, so... Well, maybe at some point, Grassy could give her that nickname. When they were closer.
"Is there any water, in Canis?" She asked softly, out of curiousity. "Did you know that really determined grass can grow just about anywhere! I bet if we found a little pond or stream, we could get some grass growing in there. Not that dust and rocks and bones aren't wonderful, it just sounds very... Grey."
Be like the single blade of grass. For she too, has been trampled on, mowed down, and hit with such bitterly cold stretches that she had to shut down to survive. Yet still she stands upright with dignity, knowing that she endures... and still she dances with the wild wind.