migration
yeah they move and travel kinda like birds
when the cold winds slow and the sun stays up longer and brighter, bringing up the dulcet tones of the early spring and summer, the maple-syrup-blood-wood-zombies begin a long, country spanning journey to colder frontiers. the twigs prefer colder weather to humid or hot temperatures for their living conditions, so when the sleet turns to rain they take it a sign of the winter wearing off and begin their trek through nations. They even walk under the waves of the ocean and pop up on the grey beaches of their promised land. This is annual, and results in large hordes that, despite their usual murder-y tendencies, don’t attack anything until they reach their destination. Summer is a different time, and gives people a chance to hunt and prepare for their eventual return, coming back to the black, rocky beaches, brought with the snow.

i’m a little rusty when it comes to my style of art and I am not proud of this