Welcome Home

I smell fire.
Yes, we're almost there.
Annie is slightly confused by his answer and how seemingly unfazed he is.
Don't you want to do something about it?
Fires out here aren't all bad news. Sometimes, they are, but I'm gonna guess this one's our campfire.

They walk over a ridge, revealing a view of the small valley beyond. The large, open bunker door is visible on the other side, in front of it a small fire with a person sitting next to it.
Is there a word for a terrain feature like a valley but a lot smaller?

They make their way across and Jack introduces Michelle and Annie to each other.
So you join us out here after all?
Things kinda went south quickly.
They all sit down around the fire and Annie recounts the events of the recent past. Idk, something needs to happen here. They start making food or whatever.

Michelle tilts her head, then turns around. Is that a dog? There's a dog here!
A medium-sized dog runs out of the bushes, barks and then turns around and runs back. A moment latrer, it reappears, followed by an unkempt? dude wearing a long coat that has been patched a couple times. He holds a long staff, using it as a Wanderstab?.

Good evening, people! realistic?
Michelle replies: Evening.
Dora, sit!
The others greet the stranger as well. He asks for directions to the Sentinel Shores observatory.