[You are Tigry]

After the events of running away from home and joining the military (and quitting after a few months), you were finding a place to stay. You found a space in the alleyway and stayed there for a good few weeks, setting up a small campfire to keep you warm and finding food and water to stay alive in the outside world full of infecteds.

One usually afternoon, you were sitting down on the floor, trying to warm yourself up as the temperatures these days are getting cold. You suddenly heard footsteps coming at your directions. You looked up to see a grey wolf carrying a backpack --- standing there looking at you curiously.