[b]Chae, Miguel, Moksha - Old Jefferson, Suburbs - Ricky[/b]

[hider=Chae's iPod: Tumbleweed - Billy Woods][youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aTndOrBDzcI[/youtube][/hider]

Chae tilted her head.

Ahead of her, through the streets of the Old Jefferson suburb, a parade of sorts took place; a man on a small pink bicycle was being pursued by several hungry looking dogs. Moksha had apparently detected the canines, as his subtle hissing had guided the trio to the relative safety of their position in the shadows, where they now observed the... event... as it took place. The older man seemed to be in mortal danger, despite the silliness of the situation. Chito was trying to get Chae's attention.

She tilted her head again, music still blaring in her ears, a smart ass smile on her face.

Calmly, he waited for the song to end, and Chae to inevitably grace him with her attention before he continued, voice low-- residential areas like this always had the most hidden infected. And other scary beasts, as the man showed them.

"Walmart's the other way," He said.

"Shouldn't we go help him?"

"Why?"

"I don't know?" She shrugged, "I don't know... Maybe he'll give us some shit?"

"Well Walmart can definitely give us some shit, chica." He grunted, already turning to leave.

"I don't know... I'm..."

As if predicting her words, Moksha jumped out of her arms, and with a newfound energy, sprinted after the man and the dogs chasing him. Chae and Miguel watched the tiny streak blink out of sight with varying degrees of horror and surprise painted across their faces. Not even 6 months old and the tiny kitten was already looking to start some shit.

Chae broke into a sprint after the kit, 'fuck' muttered under her breath in lieu of regular pants that came with physical exertion. She couldn't let the kitten die-- he was the first... [i]innocent[/i] thing she'd seen in... she didn't want to thin of how long. His mother had died to protect him from a world, a heart of darkness, that would consume him. It was just some stray kitten, sure, but at least it was [i]something[/i]! Carrying it around the last few miles had reminded her how little purpose she had in her life.

It was something she'd dearly missed, even before this all had started.

~~~

You could say a lot fo things about the kittens, but that he was slow was not one of them. 

Moksha was fast.

With Chae rapidly approaching, the cat weaved under the bodies of the dogs in the suburban backyard and headed straight for the leader-- a disheveled golden retriever that was getting ready to pounce on a yelling man and make him just another corpse.

The kitten was immediately thrown to the ground and drew the attention of the dogs away from the man. The dog lunged--

[b][i]bang[/i][/b]

Chae held the smoking gun over the body of the now dead dog, scooping up her kitten, she looked down at the man.

"'Sup."