Thanatos stood quietly for a few moments with just the sound of his coarse, slow breathing. No matter how long he stared at the square figure, he just couldn't figure out what it was. His ears pivoted back towards his neck, and he continued to walk toward the thing. There came strange smells from it - some horses, he was sure. But others he couldn't recognize. It was a tall, dark brown, mysterious object looming before him, getting clearer with every step.