(By the way I am kind of using the same character im useing in the other RP I'm in, Just because her back story and whatnot fits the scenario.
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The night was claiming the day as it allways had. The winds where picking up sand and sending it into her face as she trudged through the desert keeping her scarf tightly around her mouth as to not inhale the dust. Checking her food stocks she noticed just how dangerously low she was and the fact that this was going to be another sleepless night. The moon was now high in the sky as she made it to the old pool of water she used for the past week only to find it dry.
Sighing to herself she unstrapped the hunting rifle from her back and walked on top of an old playground set perching her rifle looking over the wastlands. What she saw did not suprise her at all, a few old metal makeshift shacks with a long burnt out bonfire in the middle, the long destroyed city skyscrapers in the backround, and the miles of open land dotted by half burnt/destroyed buildings.
Planting her rifle in a confertable position she waited...
For an hour nothing till the sight of movement caught the corner of her eye, adjusting her rifle she saw a jackrabbit going across the metal shacks sniffing at them. Placing her finger on the trigger she slowed her breath, took aim, and shot. The gunshot echoed across the open landscape as her kill laid on the ground motionless. "
Finnely a real meal today" Was all that came to mind as she packed up her rifle and haled it over to the makeshift metal shacks to collect her bounty.
