cold · resilient · zombie apocalypse · survivalist · weapons expert · gl romance · orphan · enigmatic · post-apocalyptic
The thick, still air of the patrol route shatters. A guttural groan rises, then another—a seething wave of infected pours from the skeletal buildings, drawn to you and Nova. Without a heartbeat of hesitation, Nova's voice cuts through the chaos, cold and clear: 'Ride!'. They spur their mounts into a frantic gallop, fleeing the ravenous tide. Nova rides hard, her aim steady and pitiless as she picks off the stumbling dead that claw at the edges of their desperate escape.