Alai observed as the building seemed to have caught on fire, but dragon came out with boxes of food. Another stupid decision--you can sneak easily around the mutated creatures or even fight them off with enough manpower or skill, without having to blow up an entire stock of intact food and supplies. Upon closer inspection of the boxes, they seemed to be full of junk food. Alai almost hissed, Twinkies and canned food wouldn't give you energy or nutrition, only a stomachache. She suddenly found herself wondering why she was so critical of the dragon's decision making. After all, junk food might be the only thing in there, or he was too panicked by the monsters and just grabbed what he first saw. Alai saw the fox walk up out of the corner of her eye. She wondered if they really were just trying to survive like her, they didn't seem like they were up to no good--they stuck together and only took what they needed. But Alai knew better than to just trust what she saw--she needed facts.
She came from around the corner, her handpaw removing itself from the blade by her side. She slowly and quietly walked towards them, trying to look as harmless as possible--which is hard when you have the face of the predator the ancient Aztecs revered and the presence of a loan shark.