A large, wooden hut with long bird legs similar to that of a shoebill at the base, and the wings of a hoepoe on the sides of the hut. The wings are large to be able to carry the hut. There are grape vines all around the shack, and moss surrounds the door. This strange little building travels across the globe selling goods from all of Africa. As you enter this abnormal building, you are greeted by a grotesque creature, constantly shifting between a lion and some sort of animal resembling a dire wolf. He casts a glance over at you, "Welcome." His voice echoes eerily. Is.. Is he half transparent? He grumbles a sound which resembles a purr, "My name is SingingRock. I own this shack. Please. Let it intrigue you." He pauses, shifting a paw over to a picture frame, which was sat on the counter beside him. He rubs his pawpad across it, wiping off the dust, "Perhaps you would like to check out my friend's shop, aswell? He would love to have you. His shop is Pets N' Pals- Did I mention he is called NostalgicFox, aswell?"