[center][b][h3]Ashley - Mall Parking Lot - Scarlett[/h3][/b][@wolverbells][/center]

After observing the pair for a moment, Ashley decided to move on. It did drag at her a little, for she did want to ensure the safety of both, however she knew that she couldn't just watch some survivors forever. She did need to continue on with her search, so she at least had found [i]something[/i] that she could use, eat or drink. She took a few more moments to peek at the pair, before ducking her head back down. The walkers were ever closer, but Ashley was able to crawl her way between the abandoned vehicles, moving quickly as to not be seen. She didn't mind a bit of dirt on her cargo pants from crawling, she had enough of that in the past tackling felons to the ground. She was only worried about her police belt snagging on something, though it wasn't [i]that[/i] huge of a worry. It wasn't bound to happen. Perhaps her nerves were just getting to her.

Once she was a safe distance away, Ashley climbed to her feet, dusting herself off a little. The parking lot of the mall was still quite large, so she wasn't out of it yet. She moved her hands to her belt, rotating it a bit so that it sat more comfortably, and double checked her holster to make sure her gun was not missing - which it wasn't, obviously. She wasn't sure why she was feeling so anxious, but she knew it would pass soon. She could dwell on it whenever she next laid down to rest or sleep. Ashley was worried that thinking about it now would just distract her in a place that was potentially quite dangerous. She made her way to the edge of the parking lot, figuring it would be better to walk there in case she needed to make a quick getaway, or had to hide behind any of the closer cars. She did notice that there seemed to be more walkers around, but they wouldn't bother her, they weren't too close to her and had better things to do. Like staring at the sky, the walls or the ground. Stupid walkers.

Ashley watched her surroundings, from the buildings to the walkers. For all she knew, she could spot a building that [i]didn't[/i] look like it had a broken window, and so that would be a good place to search or remember for resting later. Her eyes caught view of a walker swatting in a strange way above it's head, and a touch of a smile appeared on her face before she realised it wasn't a walker at all. The 'swatting' she had spotted was actually a woman waving at her. Ashley debated moving her hand down to her holster, to prepare for anything - for all she knew this could be a trap.

She couldn't do that, however. She never could. To run into every situation like it's a bad one creates trouble where trouble may not be, that's what she had been told years ago. Still, Ashley took a moment to think about what she was seeing, before waving back at the woman and starting to make her way over carefully. "You know doing that is not the best of ideas, right?" Ashley says, as she grew closer. She stops, resting her hands on her belt naturally. "You'll end up shot if you wave at random people in these times."