[b]Floyd - Heading to Town - Raiders/Lynn[/b]

Half an hour after his departure from the small group of three, Floyd ran into a set of footprints. It wasn't difficult to track because they were implemented in the grass, making the debris easy to follow. He started tracking down whatever made the trail, but was already sure who it was. It had to be that lady who was with the breeder he just abandoned. His intention was to leave those people alone, but now he wondered why she would head into the city, into the fired shots. "Dammit girl!" he murmured to himself quite loudly, irritated by the decision he was about to make. 

He was going to go to the city eventually, but had intentions to enter the city from another angle. He didn't want to encounter those shots from earlier, but it was too late now since he already began to follow the trail. He looked at the ground closely, making sure he didn't lose the track. Suddenly, the setting changed as a suburb began to form before him. That suburb would then be overrun by urbanization and industries, forming a giant city. It was no longer possible to follow the girl's tracks because they had vanished in the streets, but what remained was the noise and walkers heading in a certain direction. 

Floyd hid inside an open house as he watched out the window as about ten to fifteen walkers headed into the interior of the city. He was certain the bullets from earlier were calling them. It was an empty city free of noise, so a single sound would echo like the sound of a jukebox. Therefore, silently, Floyd followed the walkers, heading towards the bullet sounds, knowing that's where the breeder's friend had vanished to. Sooner or later they would meet yet again, though they didn't really speak back at the train yard. 

After about two miles of travel, Floyd could hear the ruckus for himself. The walkers were headed straight for the entrance of what seemed to be a church. Since he moved at a decent rate, he seemed to have caught up to the girl, because he could see her to his right. The blonde hid behind a nearby building, but her gun was like a speckle of glitter. It's metal was shining rapidly, reflecting the sun's rays. With a crouch, Floyd hid behind a car a few feet from her. She still didn't notice him because of her high and intense focus on the church. Therefore, in order to prevent from getting shot, he gave the small beetle a nice knock on the side of the door to alert the girl of his presence. Whenever she noticed him, he gave a small gesture to tell her he was going to move next to her. And he did. With the same crouch, Floyd stayed away from not only the walker's field of vision, but the people in the church as well. 

"What the hell are you doing here girl?" he whispered to her with an attitude. "You tryin' to leave you friend, your burden behind on me or somethin'? Well newsflash lady, I ain't nobody's bitch! Your friend ain't my problem. You're the one that's supposed to be watching over her, not me! Not that doctor either! So how bout' you get back there and get out of here before you get yourself shot. Go! Get out of here! Am I the only sane person around here?" he whispered fairly loud, pushing her arm aside, trying to force her to leave. She wasn't only jeopardizing her own life, but the child's life as well. Floyd didn't understand why he cared for it, it wasn't his. For some odd reason, innocence was his weakness. One day, that would cause his downfall.