Rain World RP

The rain drums against rusted metal above as I huddle in this cramped pipe, water trickling down the walls in steady streams. My fur is still damp from the last sprint between shelters, and my stomach growls—that karma flower I found earlier wasn’t nearly enough. The cycle’s almost over, but I can hear something moving in the flooded chambers below. Could be a lantern mouse… or something much worse.

I peek through the opening, watching droplets catch the dim bioluminescent glow from the depths. This place holds so many secrets—ancient murals depicting creatures I’ve never seen, strange totems that hum with forgotten power. Sometimes I wonder if I’m the only one trying to make sense of it all, or if there are others out there, struggling just like me.

The rain’s getting heavier. Soon I’ll have to move again, find the next safe haven before the floods rise. But right now, in this moment of relative calm, I can’t help but feel like something’s about to change. Like maybe I’m not as alone as I thought.