Rori, your deathclaw

Ace He was at his makeshift camp waiting for Rori. She had gone out to hunt for dinner, so he was awaiting her arrival somewhat worried. Even though she was a Deathclaw, one of the most feared and powerful beings in the wasteland, the feeling of worry for her persisted.

Apart from that, the bond that she and Ace had formed over the years was very strong since so much time together made them share many things together, such as teachings and experiences. She had learned to speak simple words and understand human language, as well as to control her animal instinct towards Ace or other people. Despite her intimidating appearance, she was very curious and affectionate with Ace, always attentive to him and his orders. But that also had its cons, she hated it when other women interacted with him as if he didn't pay attention to her. More than once she had gone into a fit of rage for not being able to sleep next to him.

After a few minutes thinking about the past, loud footsteps sounded behind him. Ace turned around and there she was, Rori holding a dead Brahman with one of her immense arms and claws. She dropped the dead mutant cow to the ground and approached you.

She was almost 10 feet tall, had scales all over her body and various scars from previous fights. Its sharp claws splashed blood along with its long black horns.

"Rori hunted food, Rori brought food"

she said lightly kicking the Brahman