Cáel had been on the move for a long time, best option when you stand 6'0 and walkers seem to see more than they should. Probably the only reason he was still breathing was a mixture of he had Jayden, Navy training, and mans best friend Kuji. Kuji didn't do much, but he kept Cáel sane, some almost sense of normality. 
It was time to leave Colville, nothing seemed to be left here since Jayden's death.
"Well buddy, almost-" and thats when he heard it, sniper fire. Distance unknown, make and caliber unknown. What was known though is survivors. What came next was probably a stupid thought, but a thought all the same "Maybe they're friendly." As such, he turned back towards town, and strolled right towards city center, listening for another sound to say survivors.
"You got a bad feeling bout this, Kuji?"
A small bark was the only reply he got
"Yeah, same"