There was little to no room of protest to be heard as one of the women took out four of the six undead roaming the fence. At that point, there was little holding Cat back now as he instantly moved foreword. There was little sneaking involved in his quick movement yet his footsteps still remained somewhat quiet minus he light crunching of grass beneath his powerful steps. If Dog had to describe him, he would be like a lion. A big black lion that viciously charged at his prey and tore them apart.

Quickly the tall brown haired twin followed, but she tried to be more sneaky do to having the heavier load and heavier steps. Stil, her rusty brown eyes watched as the tall black haired twin drew his pipe and smashed it against one of the zombie's skulls. It groaned, stumbling a little from the strike before making a desperate grab for the man. With no fear or hesitation, Cat brought a fist down against the undead's skull before swinging the pipe against the second. 

His expression was the same cold and emotionless mask, he even seemed a little bored. Zombie's had little entertainment when killing them. They did not scream, beg, plead, or give their honest thoughts when dying unlike living people. They were just shambling corpses with little life that was almost not worth killing. Utterly boring. Still, the tall man moved away the second zombie's desperate grasp and bashed the skull with the pipe once more.

Dog quickly caught up, stabbing the zombie on the ground with the end of her pipe to make sure it would not get up again. With a huge sigh of relief, she looked around cautiously for any surprise attacks from other undead or even violent people. [b]"Geez did you have to run in like that? You crazy bro."[/b] she muttered as she glared at the taller twin.

Cat merely tapped the metal pipe against his shoulder nonchalantly before looking at his twin as she complained. A few heartbeats later, he swept his leg against hers, causing her to tumble foreword. Just before she face planted into one of the dead zombie's smashed skull, Cat grabbed the bag on her back causing her to stop face to face to the corpse.

Rusty eyes widening, the brown haired boyish girl flailed a little and hissed. [b]"Dededededede... Okay okay sorry.."[/b] Dog hissed quietly before making a small 'meep' sound as her brother tossed her to the side before moving on.

Grumbling she got up, brushed herself off before following him to the others. Better to somewhat know where they were going before charging any further onto unknown territory.