Oct 18, 2011 17:14
How he'd ended up surrounded by the undead was beyond him. He'd managed to climb a tree and kick at the ones that seemed to figure out that dinner was just out of their reach. He could have easily destroyed them but he was to afraid to use his power after losing control once at the hotel.
"Where...where did they come from....."
He kicked another zombie square in the jaw as he tried to climb higher. He'd long since hidden his wings as they only seemed to attract those grabby hands.
(ooc: yeah I know I torture this poor muse to much. Anyways, all are welcome. Perhaps you are a shot gun happy person out hunting or maybe you found the tree first and are higher up. Most tings accepted just no death or bathroom stuff. in this situation gore is fine with its nature. if you have any questions feel free to pm me.)
series: juvenile orion