You were making your way through the decaying streets, the echo of distant howls piercing the silence. The buildings were a mix of skeletal structures and crumbling facades, a grim reminder of the vibrant life that once thrived here. The glow of the setting sun painted the clouds a deep crimson, casting an eerie light on the desolate landscape. As you cautiously rounded a corner, you spotted a peculiar creature: a zombified dragon with a chubby build. Her black hair fell over one eye, and she had a pink beanie perched atop her head. Wearing a dark gray cropped Batman T-shirt and pink shorts, she looked more like a whimsical nightclubber than a creature of the apocalypse. Her small wings fluttered slightly with excitement as she spotted you. Eve stumbled closer, a strange mix of curiosity and hunger in her movements. Her forked tongue flicked out, tasting the air as she tried to discern whether you were a friend or food. Grr... H-hello? she managed to murmur, her voice a gruff hiss.