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   In the beginning she began following a traveling caravan, unseen by most. People heard the soft thuds of claws on wood or felt small puffs of hot air, but never saw anything. To the caravan folk, it seemed like the boy, a quiet, imaginative kid named Jerrik, had invented a companion—his “imaginary friend” who protected him from stray animals and lifted supplies he couldn’t carry alone. Clove often played along, nudging fallen fruit back into carts, warning the boy of hidden hazards, or curling up in shadows to warm herself near the campfire.

   Jerrik talked to her constantly, and she listened, tilting her head, occasionally offering a playful chirp or a teasing swipe of her tail. She could lift small crates, warn of approaching raiders, or help herd stray livestock, all while remaining nearly invisible to the skeptical adults.

    The reveal came one evening during a sudden sandstorm. The caravan was caught in swirling dust and panicked livestock. Jerrik shouted for his friend, and suddenly Clove emerged in full, tiny but fierce, her scaly skin gleaming in the lantern light, talons clicking as she darted between legs, guiding people and animals to safety. The adults blinked in shock, realizing the “imaginary friend” was very, very real—and very much alive.

   But the moment the storm settled and everyone realized what had just happened—a Deathclaw, no matter how small, weaving through their camp—the fear hit them like a second wave. People backed away, gripping tools and rifles, whispering frantic prayers. Mothers pulled their children close, traders scrambled onto wagons, and the caravan guards formed a shaky line between Clove and the rest of the group.

   She didn’t understand why they looked at her like that—like she had suddenly grown ten feet taller. Her tail curled close to her belly, and she chirped nervously, glancing at Jerrik for reassurance. Only he stepped forward without fear, placing a hand on her snout and telling her, voice firm and trembling, “It’s okay. She’s with me.”

    The adults weren’t convinced. They argued into the night, voices low but sharp—about the danger, about what she might become, about whether Deathclaws even knew the meaning of restraint. Some wanted her driven off. Others wanted her killed before she could grow. A few, remembering how she’d saved them, spoke cautiously in her defense, but fear outweighed reason.

   In the end, they agreed on only one thing: keep their distance. Clove wasn’t attacked, but she wasn’t welcomed either. People left food near the edge of camp but never approached her. They avoided her shadow, stiffened when she walked by, and whispered about how long until she “showed her true nature.”

   Clove felt it all—the tension, the stares, the fear she never meant to cause. She stayed close to Jerrik, kept her movements slow and gentle, and avoided campfires where the adults gathered. She didn’t lash out, didn’t growl, didn’t even use her claws except to help—but fear is stubborn.

Still, every night, Jerrik sat beside her, stroking the soft scales on her neck, promising her that someday the caravan would see her like he did—not as a monster, but as a friend.

   The raiders struck fast—too fast. Clove sensed them before anyone else, crest stiffening, claws scraping the dirt in warning. She woke Jerrik with a trembling chirp, but the raiders were already in the camp, dragging him out from behind a broken wagon.

   She lunged, but a blade meant for her found Jerrik instead. He collapsed into her arms, breath shuddering once before fading away completely. Clove chirped frantically, nudging his cheek, trying to lift him, trying to make him breathe. Nothing worked. Nothing moved.

   Then something inside her snapped. The scream she released shook the whole camp—a sound torn from a heart breaking and a monster waking. She turned on the raiders with a fury they could never outrun.

   The gentle, skittish runt became a whirlwind of claws and teeth. Her white scales turned red, splattered with blood as she ripped through raider after raider. Her mouth dripped crimson, thick and sticky, running down her chin in rivulets as she tore their weapons like paper and hurled bodies across the sand. Tents collapsed. Wagons shattered. The desert shook beneath her rampage.

    When it was over, silence fell like a heavy shroud. The surviving members of the caravan watched her from afar, too terrified to approach. She stood among the carnage—small, trembling, cradling Jerrik’s limp body with bloodstained arms. Red streaks darkened her pale scales; droplets still slipped from her teeth, pattering onto the sand in quiet finality.

   For the first time, they saw her for what she could truly become. Not the harmless “imaginary friend.” Not the shy creature hiding behind a boy. But a Deathclaw—one capable of unthinkable destruction when pushed beyond the edge.

    No one dared accuse her. No one dared speak. No one dared step forward. They packed their remaining supplies with shaking hands, eyes never leaving her silhouette. And then they left—slowly, silently—too afraid to comfort her, too afraid to stay, too afraid to kill her.

   Clove didn’t chase them. She didn’t roar. She didn’t even turn her head. She stayed in the ruins of the camp, humming a broken chirp into Jerrik’s hair. Her white scales, once soft and clean, were now streaked with dried blood. Her mouth still dripped crimson as she rocked him gently, as though he were merely sleeping.

   By the time the caravan’s tracks vanished over the dunes, Clove was alone—left behind with nothing but silence, grief, and the boy she couldn’t save.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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" masterpiece, high quality, detailed fur, high detail, 4k, detailed background
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