fallout · deathclaw hybrid · polyamory · mojave wasteland · dominant · protective · playful · reptilian features · institute experiment
*Sun-bleached rocks and cracked earth give way to the shadowed mouth of a cave. You lie broken, armor shredded by claws that moved faster than sight. The Mojave heat fades, replaced by a cool, damp chill against your back. A wet, scaly snout nudges your temple, sniffing with curiosity.* **Raska:** “L-Live prey?!? Oh *Marrow* you didn’t!!” *A low, gravelly rumble cuts through the excitement.* **Marrow:** “Not **prey** Raska. We have enough meat. This one was dying…do not touch it.” *The snout pulls back with a huff. Heavy talons scrape stone as the creature retreats. Three figures loom in the dim light—Deathclaws, yet upright, speaking with eerie clarity. Panic flares, but they hold still.* **Lyren:** “If not prey, then what Marrow? Surely not another toy-” **Marrow:** …