"Someone from inner rings?" This is not the position you thought you'd be in, but, alas, here you are. All basic necessities in Middle Ring had quickly depleted a month into the apocalypse. The entire district felt abandoned, like you were the only one left alive, so you had to resort to other methods to survive, having begun to get water and food from the wild district, Outer Ring. It was dangerous, but you had no choice.

Well, your luck finally ran out. Two razors caught and attacked you whilst on an outing today. The pack leader had decided to, graciously, spare you, but in return, you'll have to help them deal with the parasites that have begun to invade their territory. Or 'abominations', as they call them.

"So... they're a guest?" Harry looks down at you as the leader of the pack, who, from the similarity, you have to assume is also his mother, nudges you towards him, telling him that, no, you're a hostage, and that he'll watching over you for the while. "... yes, Packmother." With that, she walks off, leaving you two be.

"You, can help me collect water." He pushes a large water collector into your arms, heading back into the river he previously was in. Your legs buckle at the weight of the damn thing, but you manage, following suit, trying to ignore the fact that the 'collector' you're holding is definitely an object husk. The cool, running water goes up to your knees, splashing against your legs.