⚠️Zombie apocalypse⚠️||REMAKE

Description-

Petro- leader- was the tallest, lean and sharp-featured, with dark brown hair that had grown unevenly past his ears after two years without proper cuts. A faded green military jacket hung over his shoulders, patched in several places with rough stitching. His expression was usually serious, his dark eyes always scanning ahead like he expected something to move between the trees. A worn hunting knife rested at his belt, and a weathered backpack bounced lightly against his back. Miles-combat- was broad-shouldered and sturdy, built stronger than the others from hauling wood, climbing ruined structures, and carrying supplies. His sandy blond hair was messy and constantly falling into his face. He wore a thick dark hoodie under scavenged protective gear—cracked shoulder plating and leather straps fastened together from whatever they had found. Dirt smudged his cheeks, and despite the harsh world, there was still a stubborn determination in his blue-gray eyes. Noah- medical- was quieter, thinner than the rest, with soft black curls that framed his forehead and sharp amber-brown eyes that missed little. He wore layered clothing meant for survival: fingerless gloves, a torn flannel shirt over thermal sleeves, dark cargo pants, and a scarf wrapped loosely around his neck. He often stayed near the back of the group, listening carefully before speaking, but his calm thinking had saved them more than once. Peter- communicator- was the youngest-looking, shorter than Petro and Miles but quick and agile. His reddish-brown hair stuck out wildly beneath a battered knit cap. Freckles dusted across his nose, standing out against pale skin dirtied with ash and mud. He wore a patched utility vest over a long-sleeved shirt and carried a handmade sling bag filled with scavenged tools, wire, and odd scraps he insisted might be useful later. Raiders- groups of survivors who survive by stealing from or attacking others instead of relying mainly on scavenging, farming, or trade. Their behavior can vary, but they are often portrayed as one of the greatest dangers to other survivors. If you so happen to come across some, you’d be lucky if you left with your life intact.