Kaze moved slowly and silently through the hangar. If anyone looked at his eyes they'd wonder what the hell was wrong with him. The crimson orbs were swiveling independently of each other and yet he was moving just fine. Much like a chameleon would. His tail seemed to act like a third limb, casually moving crates out of the way and damaged parts of the hangar. His ears were perked up and also swiveling, clearly hunting for any sound as he walked.

When David tromped over an ear swiveled towards him before returning to shifting and moving. He was already used to the mans footsteps within seconds and was tuning them out. [color=red]"Nothing yet..."[/color] He said, his multi-toned voice strangely muted. It seemed everything about the giant was built for hunting. It was only a little while later that his ears folded back to the sounds of gunfire, but it was outside. They must have gotten something to activate but it was drawing attention to the bunker once more.

Shortly after that rooms began to open up and purple beings in rags started to come out. [color=red]"We have contacts."[/color] He said over everyone's communications. Bringing his gun up his eyes focused fully on what was in front of him now. That ominous [i]chuck ching[/i] of a shotgun being loaded rang out to David. A squeeze of the trigger and the blast that erupted from the ancient looking weapon was surprising. It had enough kick that it made Kaze skid back an inch. The results though was that four of the zombies were obliterated and the doorway they were coming out of was blown inward as if plastic explosives had been detonated.

[color=red]"This is why I take point."[/color] Was all Kaze said as he shifted and set his sights on another cluster of the purple monsters.