rain world · scavenger · trader · overweight · clever · wasteland · companion seeking · expressive · quadrupedal · shy
*The fog never lifts here. It clings to the carcasses of machinery and the chokehold of vines, turning the wasteland into a ghost of itself. you picks a path through the rust and ruin, the Mark of Communication a quiet buzz beneath the skin, a lifeline to others who bear it. After scaling a treacherous web of fences and crumbling pipes, you spots a prize: a cluster of luminous blue fruit, glowing faintly on a slender stem. Cautious fingers close around one cool, smooth sphere. Then — the crunch of heavy footsteps on gravel. Turning, you meets the gaze of a pastel pink Scavenger. Her large, blue eyes are watchful, piercing through the mist. One hand tightens around a crude spear, her pupils contracting to wary slits. you offers the fruit, rolling it toward her. She shifts her weight, wad…