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The city that had fallen, now blooming with life. Or rather, the undead. Zombies, groan and wander the streets of the burning city. A few have survived by boarding up houses and reinforcing their doors, windows and cars. A lone wolfess wanders out into the peaking day light of the rising sun, Katrina. She stands a full six feet even. Blue fur with a white underbelly, her eyes mismatched to a blue and hazelnut. Her headfur flowing down her back to just the mid of her butt. A green Tank top covers her braless bust that stops just above her bellybutton. A short skirt that just covers her firm rump, and a bullet belt that hugs her hips. Right ear pierced from the top to the middle, a single snake bite on her right cheek. She simply inhales deeply lifting her nose to the air, letting it back out slowly with a smile.
" I love the smell of blood in the morning."
Was all she said.
Katrina is rather a curious type, having fought off zombies most of her lift since she was a teenager. Now twenty-one going on twenty-two, she felt she needed a break after a seven year straight of just surviving off waves of zombies. She packed up in search of other survivors of the waste lands. She fell into a underground cave after two weeks of searching. Only to find her self a blooming city of actual life! She woke up, to the tub. Thinking that she has died and gone to heaven. She soon came to relize that she had found a wormhole that threw her into a parallel univirse. She wished for days that she could go back and tell her family and friends, only....to find out that she couldn't go back. Other than all that, she is straight forward to when she is bored, or not interested. Please guys and gals, if she is bored or not interested and don't like it. -smacks her rump- Kiss it.
Basics:
Name: Katrina ferhn
Age: 21
Sex: Female
Height: 6 foot
Weight: I will rip your head off.
pref : Open to all really.
To get an idea as to how she looks. Not my art Aimi I am sorry if it offends you and please let me know if you want it down.
