4Chiri
Part-Time Warmonger
She lifted up one of the concrete slabs of the dilapidated old building. The construction never finished...some half done warehouse that was infested with homeless nests and tossed needles. Didn't matter, this is where it went, either way. Searching these dirty places was never fun, especially when her nose was twisted with twenty different scents.
Living like this - she still had to get used to it. Even though she's been scrounging around in the city for the last five years, the traditional side of her was still quite strong and she avoided all human contact entirely...even her own kin.
"Time to keep looking for food.." she murmured, trying to make sure she kept her distance from anything that looked rancid or marked.
Living like this - she still had to get used to it. Even though she's been scrounging around in the city for the last five years, the traditional side of her was still quite strong and she avoided all human contact entirely...even her own kin.
"Time to keep looking for food.." she murmured, trying to make sure she kept her distance from anything that looked rancid or marked.