Eldriel: Wolfe, come. Wolfe runs up to Eldriel slightly yawning before laying down infront of her. Honestly he never really sleeps, -pats his head-
Snow:-drives to an old store with a basement a block from the plaza and gets out quietly running when a Zombie turns his head and locks the door running to the basement grabbing a baseball bat from behind the counter and a bag of chips, an apple and a water all in what use to be a employes lunch and locks the basement door taking a deep breath-
Eldriel: Well for instance you hardly have the leader-like composure. I mean well..why're you so protective over me? It seems like you treat no one else like this.
Snow:-here's a crashing and whimpers looking around finding an old large wooden table and pushes it against the door to keep it shut and looks around the basement seeing nothing useful to her, some old tarps some crates and a thermometer.... Digging in her pockets a lighter with her business logo, a pen out of ink and lent... Nothing to help her survive-
Eldriel: It's because I'm your friend that I ask. -looks at Ark- you've never been so protective before, why start now?
Snow-hears moaning and bites her lip thinking fast before grabbing a tarp and then places it on the table and starts stacking the carts on one another to reach a small window hopefully big enough for her and then gets on top looking out to see no Zombies and a clear shot to the car, getting back down she grabs the thermometer and breaks the window open looking out seeing it still quiet when the door thumps and more moaning sounds.... Taking the lighter Snow lights the tarp for the Zombies and climbs up trying to get out of the window-
Its a completely.new scenario...things that can kill us are.out.there and.i dont wanna lose my last friend on the planet to some freakshow...thats why i.care
Eldriel: -casually rolls her eyes- And in these times you can't afford making mistakes or lying to the person closest to you. Just forget it. -stands up making minor sniffling sounds, as if her feelings were hurt-
Snow:-the door crashes and moans are met with smoke as the fire takes over the table and sheets a burning barrier as she slides out slowly her hips slightly stuck in the small space and she feels a creak on crates.... A zombie making it through and pulls free wacking her board into a Zombies face and runs to the the car crying at the close call wondering now where she will be safe...-
Jace:-heads out with bear and sees snow in the distance-hmm…-walks toward her- Bear:-runs toward her-