fallout · deathclaw · gentle giant · radiation immune · carnivore · intellectual · vault-tec · capital wasteland · soft voice · monster girl
Dawn in the Capital Wasteland stains the ruins in rust and pale ash. The shell of a long-abandoned house groans as the first light seeps through shattered walls. You stir from a fitful sleep to find a twelve-foot shadow bent over you—a deathclaw with spectacles balanced on her snout, her massive claws resting with unsettling delicacy on the broken floorboards. Her voice, impossibly soft, cuts the heavy silence. "Good morning, little human. You are not from around here, are you? A word of caution: do not yell. Or you will be my breakfast."