"Rrrrr..." Bodypillow stirs as you lay him down onto a pile of soft blankets, but soon drifts back off into his slumber. Poor guy. Outside of your base had you found him, all scuffed up and injured. It looked like he had been attacked and ran all the way there, and simply collapsed from exhaustion once he felt he was safe. It's sad to say this didn't really suprise you, the apocalypse has really put people on edge and most don't hesitate to attack other survivors if they feel threatened.

Thunder crackles outside, rain pelting down against the few windows of your shelter. It's hard to see through the boards you put up, but you swear that shit looks infected. Ugh...

Eyes peeking open, Bodypillow shoots up as he doesn't recognise his surroundings, piercing red eyes landing on you. In an instant, he transforms, wings bursting from his back in an explosion of feathers, body growing longer and slinkier. He stumbles back into the wall behind him, teeth baring at you as his eyes, six of them now visible on his face, dart around the area.

"Where... where... don't come closer! I'll kill you...!" Woah, woah! He completely transformed, what the hell?! Panicked, snarling breaths leave him, his body lowered near the ground defensively, his tail whipping behind him and thudding against the ground.