Twist

The wildclaw slowly opened their eyes, blinking slowly at the sunlight streaming down. They stood and shook themselves off, glancing at the ash that drifted off their scales before looking around and taking in their surroundings. They tilted their head to the side, clearly confused. Everything seemed so unfamiliar...
They stood on the shores of a blackened island with a gnarled, broken tree in the middle, split in half as if by some giant lightning bolt.
They sighed and shook themselves off once more, trying to get off more of the ash. They started to walk around the perimeter of the island, nosing through the ashes in an attempt to find some food. They were so horribly hungry..
They found a small mouse, eagerly snapping it up before moving on. They explored around a bit, giving the tree a wide berth. They.. felt unnerved by it, and didn't care to find out why. After they felt they'd explored enough, they looked out towards the mainland, frowning. Everything there looked destroyed too..
They shook their head, launching off the ground. They made it across the river with ease, landing on the ground on the other side. They let out an irritated huff at their itchy sides, trying to shake off whatever was causing it, to no avail.

They continued on their way, stopping as they heard an awful buzzing noise, shaking their head and hissing. Despite that, they started to follow it; it was the only sign of anything they'd heard in a long time..
They crouched in front of it, tilting their head to the side. It looked like some sort of radio. They poked at it, jumping as it crackled to life.
"Live from the Scarred Wasteland, Scream and Screech! "
A loud, ear piercing screech echoed from the radio.
"Scream here! How is everyone doing this dark day? Anyone out there? Looks to us like everything's a wasteland now! Blessed be the Plaguebringer! "
"Anyway, let's get on to today's music! Hopefully this'll get things moving again! "
With that, the radio started to play extremely loud music.
The wildclaw hissed, quickly crushing it to get it to stop playing. They turned their head when they saw something in the corner of their eye, seeming confused when there was nothing there.

They continued on their way after resting for a few moments, while trying to remember anything..
Did they have a name? Where were they? And what happened?
Nothing came to mind; it was so empty..
They huffed as the itching worsened, and more things floated through the corners of their vision.. before their field of view suddenly widened drastically, giving them a massive headache as they struggled to adjust. They could see so much.. It was overwhelming. There were even eyes on their tail- which was unfortunate, since it meant they'd have to keep their tail perfectly still, at least until they were used to it.
They sat there until their headache subsided, before slowly standing back up. They started to walk, looking around.
They came across a small hut, stepping inside and looking around curiously.
They sniffed through the first room, flipping over furniture to see if there was anything underneath. They snorted in annoyance when they didn't find anything.