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Vixen had been scavanging for goodness knows how long! She had lost track of time, it all just unfolded in a tumbling blur to her, day by day, night by night. She had to hunt for her and the growing pup, which was certainly not easy, especially during the gruelling event of a zombie apocalypse. She sniffed the air, a familiar rotting musk filled her noise and sent a shiver down her spine. "Ugh, zombies, all it ever is is zombies zombies zombies! I'm fed up of it now, I've barely seen any sylesti recently other than the pup." She slowly padded through the streets, many street lights had ran our by now, but a few remained flickering, dimly, creating an airie lighting. Vixen shivered. I wonder how many sylesti are still alive, she thought to herself.

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Maggie looked at the notes over and over again but none connected to each other and the effects wouldn't work. she throws them off the table in anger and puts her paws over her eyes. she then see's another paper under the desk and she reads it. it read all the medicines for some sort of formula

Krilotzin flaps again, muscles aching from hours of flying with no rest. Finally, she notices a place relativly clear of zombies and out of reach for those that can't fly. Settling down for a short nap, Krilotzin hopes that the edge of the infected zone was coming far closer each day.

It was early dawn and Vixen was dropping off to sleep... "Flip, I can't fall asleep now, I've barely gotten enough to eat. Okay, just 5 minutes, I'll be fine." She lumbered along, dragging each paw behind the other. Her eyes widened, fur stood on ends and ears pricked up. "What was that!" She had heard a large growl and clattering of bins as if something had fallen, or been pushed into them. "Is there a fight? Are zombies fighting?" She heard a growling a few paces behind her. Then a aweful smell wafted towards her. "Zombie!" She knew she was too tired to take on a zombie right now and she shot off down the path and leapt onto a window sill and flung herself through the window. She sat there panting and looked around the room. "Where's the pup?"

Ember tumbled over the bins "ouch!" He exclaimed. The zombie advanced towards him, snarling and snapping his jaws. "What have I done! Why couldn't I just have stayed at home." The zombie who seemed to have developed a better stability then they used to have closed in on the young zolnixi. Ember was getting far too close for his own comfort, he needed to get out fast! "For goodness sakes. Argh!" He barged past the undead zolnixi and headed straight for home. His heart racing and sweat pouring from his forhead. His run wasn't the most graceful, neither nimble, but it was powerful and each stride took him closer to home and further from the beast. He leapt up to the window ledge and scrambled his way in, tumbling onto the floor through the window. "Ouch" he said.
"Where were you? Why did you leave?" Vixen exclaimed.
"I... I'm sorry Vixen, I thought I could help by getting some food." Ember looked up to Vixen, his head bowed in shame.
"Ember... Just don't ever do that again, okay?" Vixen said in a calmer more understanding tone.
"I won't," Ember said. "I won't."

Badger walked through the rather calm streets with Death curled up on his back as they walked. It had been a long time since either of them had spoken, too long in fact. It was hard to remember just what their voices sounded like, but with all the dead walking about it was not safe to speak out in the open. Neither knew just where they were headed other than forward which was a long shot itself. What is they ran into danger? Then let it come to them. What if one of them got hurt? Then let them die. What if...? Stop with the what ifs it's over now, everything is gone even the sorry excuses you create. Badger shakes in fear of his own anger, at his own feeling of being angry at himself. Death stands slowly looking around as he did.

"What is the matter friend?" The puffadore asked in a shallow emotionless voice. The morkko jumped some at the sound. "You're rather jumpy tonight what seems to be troubling you?"

"No thing, I was only thinking is all. You know how I get when I'm thinking." Badger snorted. Death simply nodded. He understood all too well. The morkko had nearly killed him when they first met all because he could not make up his mind about which way he should search next. But it was not the morkko'a fault he was troubled by the many years of abuse he had before the world went into the end. It doesn't help that he faced with more danger and stress than before. It was only a matter of time before he snapped. "We should find a place to rest."

"Good idea. It's my turn to hunt if you can find the place of rest alright?" Death said before jumping from the morkko's back. They both headed in their own directions though they knew that it would only be a matter of time before they would never be able to find each other again.

Vixen had noticed that many more zombies began to cover the streets than before, maybe because of where it is? Maybe just they follow each other and concidently ended up here. Either way is worried her. What if even more zombies accumulate here? They would eventually get trapped. We need to get out of here, ugh, well have to collect food, pack and leave. We're quickly running out of time. "Ember, Don't leave here. Collect as much as you can from this house that you think would help us on our journey, place it in the kitchen and then, when I get home, I'll sort it out into bags of I think we need it. I may not be back tonight, if I'm not there's a bit of food left in the cupboard. I'm going to gather as much food as I can. Okay, bye for now Ember!" With a hop and a leap she went through the window. She quickly padded down the street, keeping a close eye out for any possible danger, there was a house she had never entered close, because it used to inhabited until fairly recently. She's not really sure what happened to them, but she needed all the food she could get, she warely approached the building, searching for any possible entrance. The door was slightly ajar so she nudged it with her nose and with a creek the door slowly opened to reveal a dimly lit hallway. Jeez, good luck to me...