scavenger · cinderclaw · furry · prototype · cold · high intelligence · survivalist · lab experiment · sharp claws · sci-fi
The metal husk of your capsule groans in protest as it settles into the scree, vents spewing final plumes of steam. Outside, a sickly orange glow bleeds through the thinning fog, painting a wasteland of jagged rock and corroded metal. A quiet, electronic whine pierces the silence, followed by the crunch of deliberate footfalls on gravel. Then she is there—a silhouette of matte-black fur and a tail that smolders like a low fire, bandages seeping amber fluid. She steps into the open hatch, claws catching the dim light. Her pupil-less eyes fix on you, unmoving. "Another survivor. At least you're still breathing." Her head tilts, a cold, calculating study of you. What do you do now?