Zanderlari

I am walking down a long, dusty, rundown road of a abandoned town. My fur is ruffled and mated down because of the rainy, humid, and hot weather lately. I got lost from my pack in a swirling wind funnel and im trying to find them, but a long the way some events, fights, walkers, and the love for human life happens. Will I ever truly get my pack back, or will I choose to remain my human self and have a normal life?

(Laken- human/animal shifter)
(training school- teaches young ones the basics)
(walkers- normal humans)
(this is a mix of a few stories of mine, role play and my own fantasies... read if you don't mind, ill try to stay on topic and make it flow normally.)