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[b][i]Cat
Farm House || Attic
Characters Interacted: Mercy[/i][/b][/center]

Listening to Mercy's words silently, he did not respond to her first statement of being too quick to judge. Sooner or later, this group would fall apart. It may take seconds or weeks, but everyone fell apart. It was just still too early for this girl to experience it. How long he wondered? Until their minds could no longer take it? When will there breaking point begin?

At the question about Dog, Cat simply looked to her. [color=aqua]"I don't know. But I do not know if it's out of kinship or simply the instinct to stick with blood. I suppose my kin influences enough. I haven't killed any of you because of that Dog."[/color] he answered in a blunt manner before putting his shirt and jacket back on and standing up to his full height.

Indeed, if it wasn't for Dog and perhaps minor curiousity on how these people will handle there predictiment in a survival world, Cat probably would have just killed as many as he could by now. But, he promised to follow Dog's condition and so far he has not broken it. He wondered... Who would be the first if any to make him snap? What would he do? He didn't know.

Not waiting for the woman to make a complaint or even attempt to stop him, Cat walked passed her and out the door, stepping down the steps. Despite being large, his steps were quiet. Always cautious... Always prepared to be silent in order to strike. By what he had seen, not too many of the people he had to concern with remained. Except that girl of course. Wouldn't it be interesting if she snapped again? Still, he was getting stir crazy up in that attic. It was probably preferred he'd stretch his legs a little in comparison to doing something drastic.

Brushing the thought aside for a moment, he walked to the bottom floor, the animals steering more clear from him. He wondered if he smelled of blood? Blue eyes glancing around the house, he blinked slowly. He didn't know why, but he had a gut feeling something was wrong or was going to be. Perhaps here, perhaps with Dog, perhaps just a passing feeling.

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[b][i]Dog
Fuel Run || Truck
Characters Interacted: Ash[/i][/b][/center]

Dog listened to the two women, frowning a little as Kaylah seemed highly agitated but suggested he go with Ash. Ash also gave him the choice of staying with Kaylah or going with her. Though the dirty blonde wasn't so sure which would be better. It was a little worrying to leave the seemingly nervous Kaylah. But she at least had the other girl for now. Plus she didn't have to worry about dark corners to worry about some sort of ambush, yet she was in the open as well in case any visitors arrived. 

As Ash left, he decided to go with her and watch her back, following her into the dark building. Looking around, he caught a glimpse of a shadow that seemed to just disappear as he blinked by a window. He was unsure if it was real or just his imagination playing tricks on him. Frowning a little, he looked over the dark corners, feeling the sense of unease as he followed Ash.

[color=coral]".....I have a bad feeling."[/color] he whispered softly, almost feeling like they should leave this place as soon as possible.