MAP by @auzziegal OCs belong to me, but are inspired by the Ginga series Animation belongs to me eeee sorry I didn't finish on time! And it also didn't turn out the best (stay away from the in-between frames aaa) but I think it's good enough. Let me tell you, the hardest part was drawing Okapi's neighborhood on fire ;-; Anyway, here's an excerpt from my fanfiction, "Ginga Fumisasu Okapi", that tells this part of his story: “No!” Okapi yelled, seized by panic. The dogs charged forwards, disregarding him. He froze, helpless as he watched the human’s doom flood down the hill. “Out of my way, kid!” a long-furred dog growled, knocking into Okapi at full speed. He was thrown forwards by the blow, his body twisting and flying into the air. He hit the ground hard, then began tumbling down the hill, faster and faster as he gained speed. Eventually, he landed on the sidewalk, his body scraping against it, blood trailing behind him. He was motionless apart from his heavy breathing as he regained his strength and waited for the first wave of pain to wear off. He lifted himself up a few minutes later, his wounds burning. As his dizziness wore off and he regained his vision he saw tragedy everywhere, a sense of despair in the atmosphere. Bricks and wood were thrown flying into the air as dogs rammed through houses. Humans were limp on the ground, their fate unknown. Trees were knocked over. Dogs were barking and growling as they fought. And worst of all, scattered everywhere, covering whole buildings, was fire. This orange heat source ate and ate at the ground, at the wood, at the humans, and it wouldn’t stop until there was no more to devour. Okapi almost thought he must’ve been unconscious for all this to have happened since he fell down the hill. These dogs were incredibly fast when it came to destruction, but it had to be noted that there were a lot of them. “This.. No.. No! This can’t be real! I woke up today and it was fine! I was just playing chase with my boys! Where is the world I woke up to?” he cried, his throat stinging from the smoke that engulfed the air and traveled to his lungs. Tears ran down his face, stinging his wounds.
