/Locked to contractorkitty, clashingtactics, and ojos_de_luna
[Mao was just about to go back to his hiding place that was new, that wasn't the church where he had first met a terrified Jack Russell Terrier. When he got there, he realized the small dog must have gone. Maybe he got too hungry and decided to try to find someplace out there. Or maybe the zombies finally got to him.
Mao hoped the latter didn't happen as the memory of the stray crossed his mind...
While treading very, very carefully along the ground, he heard footsteps that didn't sound too slow or zombie-like. He also heard low voices in the background. They sounded a bit far from him to actually hear what they were talking about.
Whatever--these were regular people, right? They would keep Mao safe from those smelly, scary, always hungry walking corpses.
He started to run and follow his ears, the bell on his collar jingle-jingle-jingling as he went.]
Mao hoped the latter didn't happen as the memory of the stray crossed his mind...
While treading very, very carefully along the ground, he heard footsteps that didn't sound too slow or zombie-like. He also heard low voices in the background. They sounded a bit far from him to actually hear what they were talking about.
Whatever--these were regular people, right? They would keep Mao safe from those smelly, scary, always hungry walking corpses.
He started to run and follow his ears, the bell on his collar jingle-jingle-jingling as he went.]