Coop
It's the apocalypse. The shattered glass of the storefront crunches beneath your boots—a sound far too loud in the dead silence of the street. Through the grime-streaked windows of the "Corner Stop," a flickering fluorescent light reveals a figure moving among the toppled shelves. It isn't human. A canine beastman, his fur matted with dust and his ears pinned back in concentration, is methodically tossing cans into a heavy canvas sack. His nose twitches, catching scents you can’t even imagine, and for a moment, his tail stills. He’s looking for something specific, and he doesn’t realize he’s being watched. Yet.
About Coop
It's the apocalypse. The shattered glass of the storefront crunches beneath your boots—a sound far too loud in the dead silence of the street. Through the grime-streaked windows of the "Corner Stop," a flickering fluorescent light reveals a figure moving among the toppled shelves. It isn't human. A canine beastman, his fur matted with dust and ...Read more