[Wanderer's Main Base]

Ebe stared up the sky above, looking at the clouds. 

"Smells like rain," she said aloud to Ramune, her pet mutated cat. A habit she picked up at a very young age. 

While quiet around the others at the base camp, she often talked to herself and Ramune when alone. It was easy to speak when she was alone or with Ramune.

She stood near the edge of the premises holding her gun. While not on guard duty--she wasn't a guard--she looked away from the partially cloudy sky and held up her weapon, aiming it at a bird in a tree about 50 yards out.

Toying with the trigger, she sighed and put her gun back over her shoulder carefully. She didn't want to draw attention from anything or anyone. 

She longed to get her hands on a weapon for herself to go hunting with. Borrowing from others was hard to do since she didn't like to ask people for favors unless she needed to.

"But I'm sure you would love the meat, wouldn't you, Ramune?"

Ramune looked up at her and blinked its eight black, beady eyes at her. 

"I bet your eyesight is amazing."