New Generation

[Chains]

I start walking around and through the halls looking for other furs. "Hello?" I continue to call out. I jump int to the air and fly hoping it would be faster, my tinny wings in flight mode.

[Yena the Wolf]

"Helllloooooooooo!?" I squeaked as loud as possible

[Chains]

I hear the squeek and turn  and fly in towards the noise. I eventually find a  med area and fly in. "H... Hello, any one in here?" I ask

[Naval]

(I'm starting in the hanger.)


  Rasha yawned as the crust from his eyes were bugging him. So he got up and left his small room to find any roachs to eat on the ship...

[Dubaku]

Name: Dubaku

Age: 1.2 billion. Looks about 20

Sex: Male

Species: Cosmic Being in form of African Wild Dog

Alliance: Anti Hero (I use my powers for me)

Powers: Able to weaponize sound waves and cosmic energy. Able to reach temperatures that make thermite look like ice water. Not quite a god, but a cosmic being, can withstand almost anything, but not without sustaining injury. He can survive in temperatures ranging from the cold vacuum of space, to the hottest core of any star. Can create a miniature supernova, but it requires a lot of energy. He carries two Kpingas with him. Since he is a cosmic being, like a star, he can live for a long time and hardly show signs of aging. One of the only things that can kill him is a black hole. Can release an electromagnetic pulse, disabling any electronics within a certain range. Can manipulate the forces and elements around him.

Personality: He knows when to be serious and when to be funny. Can be cunning. Will show respect to those whom have earned it.

Story: Throughout countless millennia, Dubaku has wandered the stars, searching for purpose. He had stumbled upon earth when he was an adolescent. When he was found by a migrating tribe of ten people in the cradle of humanity, they named him Dubaku, "Eleventh Born". Since then, he has carried that name with him. He has seen all of humanity's struggles. Times of pestilence, times of war, times of famine. He tried all he could to assist the human race throughout these struggles. But most of the time, it was for nought.

Clothing: Animated Galaxy T-shirt, 'cause you can't say that ain't dope, Jeans, Self-Lacing Jordans. Has a closet full of clothes, so, this ain't his only outfit. When not in any clothing, all reproductive bits are smoothed down, since, y'know, stars don't really make babies

Appearance: Slightly brawnier than average.

[Yena the Wolf]

I peek around the corner and see the figure near me. "H... h... hai...."

[Naval]

Rasha was walking about when he sees a fly and chases atfer it, jumping around trying to get it on the walls...

[Farewell]

Zaida had what seemed to be black smoke surrounding her, emerging from her fur before teleporting in the alley just near the building although have her a headache, for she can only go so far and do this so many times. Zaida needed to stay low, she could get too much attention or caught, currently since this realm was still fairly new and she was just getting back on her feet.

[Chains]

I turn around and notice a grey wolf standing, "Hello," I say landing and walking up to her. I had to look up in order to see her face, I was only 2 feet after all.

[Naval]

Rasha was almost to the fly, but it went into a pipe and he smacked into the wall. He shakes his head and heard someone speaking so he waddles he way to the voice and waved to the werid looking creature..

[Yena the Wolf]

"Y'all look friendly... My name's Yena."

[Naval]

Rahsa was gaving problems speaking but he managded to say one word as he pointed to himself. "Razha."

[Yena the Wolf]

"You're cute."

[Naval]

He blushes a bit and points at you and makes his hand shape into letters that spell. C-U-T-E.

[Yena the Wolf]

"Nobody has ever done that to me before!"