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They came to a large field with a building in the back it seemed deserted he called out to his horse "ntsk ntsk" the horse started running the dog picked her pace up as well as he got to the building he jumped off and looked for the entrance.

She followed. "What was this place?"

I'm not sure." He replied opening a door, "I found the entrance!" He called out helping them off their horse, he went into the building there were no infected. "This should be a good place to rest." He brought the horses inside and placed the sleeping bags on the floor, "we should stay just for tonight since it's getting dark and move when it's light out.

"Alright." She nodded. "But just remember. I call the shots." She smirked.

Ya ya but I'm the one who's been alone since this started I also had a sprained ankle at the beginning somehow I'm still here." He sat down and relaxed starting to drawing on the floor with an ink pen the floor was white tiled he was a bit tired not controlling his ability his ears and tail from his wolf pooped out without him realizing.

Kat placed her sleeping bag and laid down and a tear fell from her eye rolling off her cheek.

She stood. "I'll take first watch. Get some sleep."

His tail began to wag as he finished the drawing of a wolf. The cut on his cheek was still bleeding without him noticing a drip fell onto his drawing he wiped his cheek with his thumb. "I'm bleeding.. great"

"Hey Kat. You any good with disinfectant? He needs help." She smirked and walked out.

He ignored the blood and layed down taking a moment to put in his earbuds in.

Kat looked at her and said Yeah why.
(Im going to go to bed so can we pause the roleplay then resume when we wake up?)

"He has a cut on his cheek. Make sure it doesn't get infected please." She smirked and started patrolling.

He mumbled one of his earbuds out, "I do not need any help it's a small cut." The dog cutrled up by his feet like it would at he end of a bed.

Kat came over with a cotton ball and a bottle of disinfect and put the cotton ball on the tip and poured some on the cotton ball. She kneeled down and said Well we don't need anthony surviver being turned she dabbed it on his cut trying not to hurt him.

He flinched at the touch of the disinfect then got use to the stinging of the cold liqued. He sighed waiting for her to finish cleaning the cut it was a bit deeper than he thought. He looked at the blood on his finger as it ran down his hand, the cut must have been pretty deep to get that much blood on his hand.

She patrolled, her staff in her grip.

Kat finished and capped the bottle and said There sorry of it hurt she walked back to her bag and laid down again.

Nah it's fine," he cleaned off his hand from the blood and layed down falling asleep.

Kat rolled over to look at him and smiled and just sat there looking at him blushing abit.

He was half asleep listening to music with one earbuds in.