The Howling Dead [Anime Zombie Wolf Survival] [PG 13+] [Semi-Literate] [Open]

[Senrova]

The Howling Dead
Plot: Wolves have risen from their graves and are hungry for blood. Those survivors are running for their life and finding a way to return the world to its normal state. Who do you trust? How will you survive?

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Be literate
Be active
No short posts
Wolf OCs welcome
All FH rules apply

[Senrova]

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Name: Urantah
Age: 5 Years
Gender: Male
Personality: Soulless, Dark, Hollow.
Dead/Alive: Dead
Extra: Raaar...

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Name: Connor
Age: 3 1/2 Years
Gender: Male
Personality: Friendly, charismatic, sociable.
Dead/Alive: Alive
Extra: He is based on some dude at my school. XD

[jjkkyukie]

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Name: Kayshu
Age: 3 Years
Gender: Male
Personality: protective, smart, bold, strong
Dead/Alive: alive
Extra: Ayata is his little sis. Yes he has feathers on him, he also has gold bracelets on each of his paws, they are impossible to get off. The chain on his neck changes from silver to gold when danger is near.

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Name: Ayata
Age: 1 1/2 years
Gender: female
Personality: Friendly, loyal, fragile
Dead/Alive: Alive
Extra: She doesn't go anywhere without Kayshu. She as abnormally large ears. And a short tail. Some mistake her for a Fox, and she is small for her age too. But she knows she's a wolf.

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Name: Heyotu
Age: 5 years
Gender: male
Personality: smart, tricky, spiteful, cold hearted
Dead/Alive: Dead
Extra: he will kill anyone if provoked. He has a black chain necklace, it turns red when angered, and silver if there is trouble near by.

[Senrova]

Accepted! The colour changing chain is a lot like my fursona's pendant; its bronze-gold and turns silver when death is nearby. :3))

[jjkkyukie]

Cool, and I don't even know what that is!!

[IndigoCloud]

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Name: Mortel (French for deadly)
Age: 4 years old.
Gender: Female.
Personality: Irresitable, flirtatious, not to be trusted, beautiful, unemotional and complicated.
Dead/Alive: Dead. Very dead.
Extra: She has the power of seduction, so most that meet her find it hard to not do anything she says.

[duna the killer]

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Name: Rosy
Age: 2 1/2 years
Gender: Female
Personality: Wise beyond her years, Protective, Serious, But has a sense of humor
Dead/Alive: Very much alive
Extra: She has, protects, and lives with her little brother.


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Name: Soarin
Age: 1 year old
Gender: Male
Personality: Annoying, funny, creative, nosey, but also very smart
Dead/Alive: Alive
Extra: He lives and travels with his sister

[Yognaught]

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Name: Jesepi

Age: 3 years

Gender: Male

Personality: Jesepi is a strange dog. He thinks himself to be almost human, and acts like it to. He has a short temper and and unusual lust for blood, but hides it well. Can be dramatic, rebellious and sarcastic

Dead/Alive: Alive

Extra: Holds an axe in his teeth most of the time, an axe he found in his dead owner's shed ^^

[Senrova]

All accepted! Now we shall start!))

Urantah
Food. He was always thirsty for blood. Urantah prowled for his prey, ignoring the other Prowlers (The wolf version of Walkers) and found a wolf that was alive. The dull wolf crawled towards his meal.


Connor
It was dark and grey, winter was nearing. Connor looked around and saw a dead wolf crawling towards him. "Eh..." it was so slow that Connor walked away.

[IndigoCloud]

Mortel

For once, Mortel's dead insides didn't scream in agony from hunger. For the first time since she had Risen, she was actually satisfied. The undead fae lay on a fallen log, her pelt was mangled and parts of it were matted with  blood, but she still managed to look dangerously beautiful. Her red eyes followed a mouse rummaging around in the undergrowth beneath her. A murmer of amusement escaped her lips as she brought her paw down, pinning the mouse's tail to the ground. "Hush, little mouse." She whispered softly, soothingly even, as the mouse squealed in terror. Using her claw as a hook, she pulled the mouse up into the air with such a force that it was sent flying somewhere unseen by her. "Oops." A chuckle echoed around the heavy silence that now shrouded the forest. A movement caught the corner of Mortel'sdead eye and her head whipped around only to meet the gaze of another Prowler (Urantah). She sniffed in a stuck-up manner and looked away.