When The Raven Calls

"the world ended kid" everyone has been saying for the last nine years of my life. I can't really explain what's been happening over these nine years but it was bad. I've always had a life that changed I'm a foster kid and it sucked but it changed.
my name is Raven I'm Seventeen. when this all started I was only Eight in the third grade. I lived in Geenville Georgia which is right outside Atlanta Georgia I lived in a normal ranch house but it got over run quickly. my favorite colors are purple and black. I can shoot things from a rang of a gun to a crossbow. I can also drive anything from a car to a motorcycle.... not really legal but if the worlds really ended like everyone's saying then it doesn't matter. I'm kinda the get in and out with out being noticed type of kid... been that way since I had to live on my own in a gas station in Atlanta that was supposed to be a safe haven but it got over run because I guess people went there in hopes of there being a cure and people turned. I smuggle things very easily I make runs every now and then... Rick and dad don't like it one bit but it kinda happens as I'm pretty small, smart, cunning, can hide very easily, and can fit into tight spots that really no grown man could handle. I have dark brown hair and Blue eyes I have super pale skin to the point I look like I'm sick constantly I'm kinda tall I'm like 5.5 1/2. I have a pet wolf named Dakota I found him when he was a puppy stuck in one of dad's traps I was eight I took him out and took him back to camp and we've been friends ever since. I'm what some would call "the wild child" or "free spirit" but dad normally calls me Rave ,Monkey, or Little bird.
now that you know a lot more about me sit back and in joy the story
I DO NOT OWN THE WALKING DEAD! (I only own my own characters)