Amelia stretches her arms as she slowly wakes up, shifting her spot from the cot she has been sleeping on for the past few weeks and setting her paws on the floor. She heaves herself up and yawns, trying to banish the rest of the sleep away while going around in her little camp. The blue bunny has been on the run ever since she saw some AIs take over her town, quickly packing up a medical cot, a blanket, and a tent before running into the forest, where she has been living in since. Amelia steps out of the tent and looks around: her fireplace was smoldering from last night, thankfully not attracting anything while a few logs have been set around in makeshift seats.
She sighs softly and picks up her bag to start foraging for some food, being cautious. Normally she would've been comfortable with her intimidate surroundings, but as time went on, she had to go further and further away to find food, making her worried that she may run out soon. She was soon stopped as she noticed something ahead in the unexplored area of the forest, which was.....
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