06-05-2018, 02:35 AM
The zombie walked much slower than everyone else, of course, and as a result came staggering up much later than the rest of them had. He couldn't even catch any of the conversation but that was alright, he was sure he could ask someone later on for help. His shriveled eyes moved to take in everyone who was already there, ears swiveling around and folding down. Lots of predators already. Although the deer was trying to get better with that he couldn't exactly stop his instincts which screamed so loudly at him to get away. It was this or deal with crazy prey biting his ankles and leaving wounds that would never heal and August knew which he preferred, so he'd continue ignoring his instincts for as long as he needed to.
"SPEECH"