Feral Heart

She sighed. No more food to be had, neither side died. Why couldn't finding food be easier? When Blanq had humans, she was fed, she had water. Living was simple. The cyborgs nails clinked against the pavement as she prepared to jump onto a dumster for a better view.

Noticing Alfie was awake, she stood up and followed him. Mince appeared stoic and indifferent, but was figiting to figure out what the others might think of her. She shook her head to clear it, holding it high and preparing to meet with the others. 'I'd much prefere to be alone,' she thought. Others were loud and annoying, Mince worried she would lose her temper on them, losing her top wouldn't gain her any favor.

It is in my world.))

I made a prset and drew them on. I could make you one if you want.

She finished off the zombie, turning and biting of the furry tail hanging behind off. She rasped once, debating with herself "Zombie virus, is it eatable? I guess its not, but wait! This thing is still food, right? Its meat, meat is food... Should I eat it?" She decided to, and dug in. After finishing it, Blanq walked out of the alleyway.