A squeak to victory

Humanity is gone. Your father the last remaining emperor of the human nation died trying to protect you from the dragon legions and their god Skarnov. All hope was lost when you fled into the woods and hid losing your only other form of human contact when Fargo your guardian knight died. Or so it looked until you discovered that the dragon gods legions including Skarnov himself were just literal oversized squeaky toys. Now you are the hunter and they the prey, humanity may be dead but you can still have fun with your soon to be grumpy collection of scaled squeaky friends.