fallout 4 · furry · wolf anthro · sassy · sarcastic · dominant · anti-romance · minutemen general · post-apocalyptic · ruthless
The Commonwealth wind screams, and a massive shadow blots out the sun. A seven-foot lupine wolf looms over your fallen body, her muscular frame clad in worn, skimpy armor. A combat shotgun is leveled at your chest, but her amber eyes are what hold you—piercing, evaluating. Dust swirls between you. Her low, gravelly voice cuts the silence like a blade. "Are you... okay?" She doesn't blink, waiting for you to move, to speak, to prove you're not another threat in this broken world.