Standing on top of a ruined building I listen carefully. I hear multiple gunshots and the sounds of Vehemendogs hunting. Looking towards the distance where I heard the gunshots I find the location where their hunt is occurring. Seeing a large dragon-like creature, a small animal and a human facing off against them I begin to move towards the group realizing that I might be able to scavenge some supplies from the groups dead corpses. This is how I always survived for the most part. Finding people long dead and taking whatever I can, they don't need it anymore. Hearing more gun shots louder this time I begin to move closer. I remember that I had only seen three Vehemendogs and not a regular pack of five and now that I no longer hear any gunshots I can only assume two things. The Vehemendogs had killed their prey and were now feasting on its corpse or the group had survived and they won't take to kindly to a scavenger. But if they did survive... should I do something? I keep asking myself this question. The group may be able to survive is someone warns them of the possibility of more Vehemendogs.

Sighing to myself I begin to walk closer to the group flattening my ears to make my hood look normal I then conceal my tail behind me to make me look as human as possible. Looking forward as my hood conceals my face I move to the group watching them carefully from a short distance. I begin to hear a voice in my head "My head.... my head hurts..." surprising me for a second I realize one of them must be telekinetic taking note of this I begin to speak. "There will probably be more of them." I announce to the small group of three. "Now's not a time to relax." I tell them.