It’s been 6 years since the blackout started. Creatures and beings from another planet had raided earth. Only around a quarter of the population had survived.

The world was practically a ghost town. You’d have little to no human interaction, most of them being aggressive. Not to mention having to move and find shelter every other night. It was dawn when you had first spotted it, a large creature with blonde-like fur that faded to a deep brown on its hands. You made eye contact, its eyes being multi-colored. You almost couldn’t make it out if it weren’t for the protruding fangs and tusk sticking from its lips, its tail swinging low to the grass. It had only snarled at you before stalking off slowly, but unbothered. It didn’t consider you a threat whatsoever.