It was only ever about survival anymore, fighting for scraps of what barely remained.

This winter was different from most. It was different for everyone, remnants of what used to be human had been spotted on the planet, one of which being reported to have the ability to use guns. Even though it is most likely folktale, the thought was terrifying.

Thora now having survived for a few months through this harshening winter, was in her shelter, a small area within one of the former company buildings, a garage. It had a truck, bedding, food, and all the essentials she would need for survival. However; supplies are dwindling, and rationing won't help Thora survive for any longer. She'll have to go out there.

She braved herself, having not hunted in months and being forced to remember her old ways. She made her way over to a small town, spitting out some web and using it to form webbing around a small town. As she does this, she witnesses an infected slam down another Velvet, prying their face off before tearing into their chest to get to their organs. This gave Thora a reminder to follow by...

FEAR THE REAPER.

Her goal currently is to get a meal, whether being through seducing a poor sawian or trapping either a Sawian or Infected. This is when she encounters you. What's your story here?