The Downfall

[Setcho]

-setcho

*piped up*

we need to make a base, some kinda strong hold........

*as he brained stormed*

[Chains]

"Thanks," I say to the kid. I then look at my leg. "It must have twisted it broke when it grabbed me by the tail and caused me to fall." I say looking at my long bushy tail. the rings getting dirty. I go to get up only to succeed in falling again.

[Farewell]

Zaida but and thrashed around screeching at the Furries. Another shot was fired echoing through the desert, her leg now having a bullet wound made her fall but she continued to struggled looking at her machete that had some of her blood on it, stabbed into the floor and the holster with her revolvers right beside it too far away to reach. She didn't want to give up.

[Angder]

"All bases end up the same... over-run by Mutants..." Angder states. "There is no point."

[Naval]

"Unless we can find the "plastic suits." Then they have no problem killing these beasts.."I look at your leg and pet your head.."Take it easy..you seen and been through a whole lot."

[Angder]

"You said they shot people... besides... they will collaaapse eventually... just a matter of time."

[Chains]

I knode and sit up.
"You know, I wasn't always this scared." I say looking at the floor.

[Naval]

"Yea they could..but their everywhere..Now as for you It's ok..I'm really sacred to..now If you need anything...just ask me. Ok?" I sit next you and grab my back pack and put it under your head like a pillow..

[Chains]

"Thanks," I say laying my head down. "I was once the one everyone feared." I say. "The worlds greatest bounty hunter reduced to a wimpering scarp idiot."

[Angder]

Angder smirks. "People who claim to be the worlds greatest, rarely are."

[Naval]

"Thats the thing..they must have started a religion like thing..cause I've been running my whole life from them. Look we all have be tested it is not to be shamed if you are sacred..Fear keep's us alive."

[Angder]

"religion..." Angder's ears perk up. "Worsshiping what?"

[Farewell]

Zaida broke away limping as fast as she could luckily they continued to miss, grabbing her revolvers and machete she panted as she sprinted, snarling with pain.

[Chains]

"Fear is for the weak," I say scowling.

[Angder]

"our entire species was almost wiped out... that makes us pretty damn weak..."