"How do you do that? It's uncanny!" Ethan looked at her in wonder. He counted how much ammo he had left. "S***, only three more." he muttered to himself, and he slipped the pistol in his pocket, replacing it wwith the crowbar.
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"Lots of practice. And a sharp eye." She said. She put the pistol back in her belt and held the bow and arrow in her hand. "We got to get going. Follow me." She ran quickly behind a big road divider and crouched there,'listening for any movement or noise."How do you do that? It's uncanny!" Ethan looked at her in wonder. He counted how much ammo he had left. "S***, only three more." he muttered to himself, and he slipped the pistol in his pocket, replacing it wwith the crowbar.
She shrugged. "I don't know. It was a hobby for me before the infection spread." She said. She kept her bow in her right hand. She put the gun's safety on and put it in her waist band. She kept low, keeping her hearing sharp, to pick up on any noise."Why would you need that much practice?" Ethan muttered as he followed Vira to the road divider. He was skilled at sneaking around unnoticed, and he seemed to merge with the shadows, even while moving.
"Seriously? We're in the middle of an opocalyspe and your gunna keep a kitten?! We have to go. We can't keep it. Plus, when your around the kitten, your practically a puddle of goo." She said. (Haha)((Aaaaaawwwwww, can we keep him? :3))
"I'm gonna call him..." Ethan was at a loss for names, "Cookie. Because he's speckled like a s'mores cookie."