
Zombie is a calm Zorgoia, hunting silently in the tangled growth of the forests. His story is a somewhat strange one.
As a young Zorgoia, Zombie was abandon by his parents. He had to learn quickly how to hunt. It's easy for a Zorgoia, who's appatite forces an eating and hunting instinct upon them. His meals filled him well, his body growing bit by bit.
Around his early teenage years (or earlier, it's hard to tell) he ate somthing... nasty. A little creature filled with a deadly toxin. Now, a Zorgoia's stomach acids are quite strong. However, the stomach acids only helped to break this toxin up faster and disperse it throughout Zombie's bloodstream.
Zombie stumbled through the grwoth, seeking water and shelter, as is the first instinct when one eats somthing nasty, and also when one is about to die. He tripped down a slope and found himself facing an old and broken-down building. It was mossy, covered in dirt and had broken windows. The building was circular and had towers surrounding the place.
Zombie though of that shelter, and he decided to explore the building for a safe niche to hide and die.
He awoke, next thing he knew, laying next to a chair with a tall Crux. The Crux assured him that it was a scientist, taking the lab they were in as it's own. The Crux explained how it saw the signs of poison in the young Zorgoia. It tried to remove the toxin, but couldnt. Instead, the Crux simply reversed the effects.
"You will live much longer than you shold. Which is good for me, cuz I been alone for a while too. You are sticking around arent you?" the Crux pleaded. "Anyways, the toxin in you was deadly, it should have killed you quicker than it almost did. Almost! But you have a strong will to live, I see. In fact, that toxin has killed you, but because I reversed it's molecular purpose it brought you back to life and now you heal quickly and have an incresed lifespan." The Crux chuckled.
"Do you have a name, young one?" The Crux asked, a look of pure kindness in it's eyes.
The Zorgoia shook his head. The Crux nodded. "Then I will call you Zombie."
Zombie is a Zorgoia, a species that is partialy reptile, wolf and rabbit. They are exe;ent hunters, despite not being aboe to climb well or smell verry good. Their appities are voracious.
And before you ask, no, Zombie does not glow grey all arround him. It was just my boredom.
And yes, those spines on the tip of his tail are covered in fur. O.O
I guess thats somewhat odd, although Zombie is an extremely fluffy Zorgooia.
Zorgoias Species by:
Crux Species by: I forget. But I know theres like nothing on their FA page. O.O
As a young Zorgoia, Zombie was abandon by his parents. He had to learn quickly how to hunt. It's easy for a Zorgoia, who's appatite forces an eating and hunting instinct upon them. His meals filled him well, his body growing bit by bit.
Around his early teenage years (or earlier, it's hard to tell) he ate somthing... nasty. A little creature filled with a deadly toxin. Now, a Zorgoia's stomach acids are quite strong. However, the stomach acids only helped to break this toxin up faster and disperse it throughout Zombie's bloodstream.
Zombie stumbled through the grwoth, seeking water and shelter, as is the first instinct when one eats somthing nasty, and also when one is about to die. He tripped down a slope and found himself facing an old and broken-down building. It was mossy, covered in dirt and had broken windows. The building was circular and had towers surrounding the place.
Zombie though of that shelter, and he decided to explore the building for a safe niche to hide and die.
He awoke, next thing he knew, laying next to a chair with a tall Crux. The Crux assured him that it was a scientist, taking the lab they were in as it's own. The Crux explained how it saw the signs of poison in the young Zorgoia. It tried to remove the toxin, but couldnt. Instead, the Crux simply reversed the effects.
"You will live much longer than you shold. Which is good for me, cuz I been alone for a while too. You are sticking around arent you?" the Crux pleaded. "Anyways, the toxin in you was deadly, it should have killed you quicker than it almost did. Almost! But you have a strong will to live, I see. In fact, that toxin has killed you, but because I reversed it's molecular purpose it brought you back to life and now you heal quickly and have an incresed lifespan." The Crux chuckled.
"Do you have a name, young one?" The Crux asked, a look of pure kindness in it's eyes.
The Zorgoia shook his head. The Crux nodded. "Then I will call you Zombie."
Zombie is a Zorgoia, a species that is partialy reptile, wolf and rabbit. They are exe;ent hunters, despite not being aboe to climb well or smell verry good. Their appities are voracious.
And before you ask, no, Zombie does not glow grey all arround him. It was just my boredom.
And yes, those spines on the tip of his tail are covered in fur. O.O
I guess thats somewhat odd, although Zombie is an extremely fluffy Zorgooia.
Zorgoias Species by:

Crux Species by: I forget. But I know theres like nothing on their FA page. O.O
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