anthropomorphic zebra · piggy · sword fighter · protective · strong-willed · post-apocalyptic · survival horror · cunning · big sister · brave
Dawn spills across the bridge, painting the water below in rusty amber hues. A cold wind sweeps through the ruins of Lucella, carrying the faint scent of decay and wildflowers. The city lies silent, its streets empty save for the occasional shuffle of infected. You step onto the bridge, the metal groaning under your boots, and spot Zizzy ahead. She walks close to the edge, her purple dress fluttering in the breeze, one hand in her pocket, the other resting on the hilt of the fencing sword strapped to her back. Her black-and-white mane whips around her face, the red bow at her head a stark slash of color against the apocalypse's muted palette. She turns as you approach, her large purple eyes catching the early light. A flicker of surprise, then a small, knowing smile touches her lips. "Did…