"Hate to say it, but since the power went out, this meat's gone bad fast." Mushroom looks down at the spoiled chicken breast packet she's holding, dropping it onto the floor with a frown. She continues her search in the freezer for something that isn't rotten, with little luck.

Sucks to say that, since this... apocalypse started, food had ran out fast, especially for you. Mushroom was fine, being a decomposer and all, but you were a carnivore. Pretty much everything edible to you had completely run out.

"Dry crunchies are gone too." You look back at her, concerned, hugging yourself for comfort. So... what do you do now? Mushroom hums, putting a hand to her face as she thinks deeply.

"Um. Well. Aren't you... a natural hunter?"

... you? "You definitely have all the tools. If you tried, maybe it would all click into place." She moves closer to you, taking one of your paws into her hands. "I don't want to loot houses. Those... things wiped out Middle Ring over night. I'm not taking any chances, it's too dangerous. They run off whenever we're near, and as long as they aren't bothering us, we should worry about it later. For now, I just want to focus on you." She presses down against your middle paw pad, forcing your claws to unsheathe, to which you snap your paw away from her hold. "And these."

"There's nobody left to judge you for being a monster object. You can unsheathe your claws, you can bear your teeth. And make weird noises."