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Thorn plodded slowly through a pass in the hills. Walking past rubble and decayed wood as he reached a peak where the ground once again leveled out.

It was an excellent vantage point. He huffed the air, tasting it for irregularities, any notable scents that may linger. Brandishing his rifle as he kept his finger on the trigger, waiting for something...THERE!

A quick shot, the odd pulse of plasma weaponry hardly making a sound, and a corpse to retrieve. The towering mutant reptile made his way calmly to the body. A Brahmin. One smouldering hole in it's chest cavity. Admittedly a rather sizeable hole thanks to his larger than average rifle. But a shot with minimal loss of meat and bone, as it carved out the beast's heart and lungs. This would be good meat for the pack.

The Oil Rig had exploded some time ago. The Enclave is no more. At least so far as Thorn, Crunch, and Kate were concerned.

While the overarching events went well above his head. He remembered the day well. The utter panic in all the humans as Kate beckoned she and the brothers make their escape. He still wore the one of the collars they had left on him and Crunch. Thick sturdy metal things, but not a bother really. Kate was insistent she do something to them. Made their beeping went quiet before they escaped. It was a good time to leave anyway. That human den where they matured and found their mate had served it's purpose.

They ran for a long while. The burning eye in the sky would roll and close itself to sleep many times on their journey. Running north as Kate feared other dens and packs might follow. Ones she called "Ensee-arr" that would see them hunted. But his mate was smart, she knew where to go. It was a long long trek, but they found a place. A sturdy place hidden in a valley and built into it's rock. Another human cave, but abandoned and full of stuff they could use. A "Storazh Deepoh" or something. It had a lot of food and guns. What mattered was no one would follow.

And now he was surveying their territory. The inert collar remained on his neck because it was a bother to remove. Sturdy things that they were. A makeshift pauldron of steel he had shaped into place and fastened with straps like his old banner was strapped to his right shoulder. A massive plasma rifle. And his enclave loincloth that had somehow survived the journey.

It had been a few weeks since they arrived and made the dens their own. Kate was heavy with his clutch. And he could tell by the scent that they were his brood. It had made the last half of their journey a bit harder as her belly swelled with life. She must have known before escape. She seemed worried the other humans would want to take away their young.

He was eager to see his brood, eager to expand the pack...And just as eager to put another clutch in his lovely female. But of course, as brothers, Thorn would allow Crunch to seed her next. There was no need to fight for mateship between them.

Things have been good! Quiet. No human things have come anywhere near their territory, and it has a decent amount of creatures to prey upon.

Well, not all quiet. A Paleskin claw found them a little while ago. Thorn would have chased them off or killed the rival male. But the pale one came with his own human female, burdened by their own growing clutch. Something he could appreciate at least. It was a healthy way to expand the pack and not inbreed as their numbers grew.

The paleskin knew his place as well, never fought for dominance. Just helped with hunting and protection. He was smart, smart enough to understand the meaning of the human noises. And his brood would no doubt be smart as well. The extra female and paleskin made good company, and Kate has been notably happier since she can make noises at them.

But what was it that the paleskin called his female on occasion. "Choh-zen won?"