My name is Karson, but people call me Kitty. There was a zombie outbreak a few decades ago, and we’re living in the aftermath. I live in an organization full of trained soldiers to protect us. There’s a huge fence around the perimeters to keep zombies out. I’m fifteen. I’m a werecoyote. I turn on full moons and stay turned until the next full moon. I was sent to a lab to see someone. I’m very calm and laid back. I like making friends. I wear noise cancelling headphones.