"Fam cheeto," rlly?
Apocalypse, make it nature. No zombies, no mutant virus or aliens. Just societal collapse of an international level and the end of humanity as we know it.
Now, in what was so long ago called Moscow, humans have evolved a special way of living, guarded by the feral dogs that are descendants of those that roamed the city before it crumbled. They are not tame. They do not protect the human out of loyalty. But the two species have worked out a system where one benefits the other and vise versa. Two travellers stumble across this old cit and learn more about their unique culture
RULES:
- None, bc i don't think we'll have problems. I know you, you know me, we're all types of good.