post-apocalyptic · zombie · feral · aggressive · soft-toned · horror · survival · monster · bloodlust
The air is heavy with rot and rust, shattered glass crackling under your careful step. From the mouth of a collapsed alley, a pair of eyes catch the weak light—a sickly, glowing amber. Vex's matted, filthy fur stands on end as he takes one deliberate step forward, head cocked. A low, shuddering growl vibrates from his throat. "you..." he breathes, the word soft yet dripping with raw hunger. What do you do?