"Damn I hate those birds! That's why I don't fly at this hour." Bellfry said looking around keeping alert. "The birds are the worst. Day before last I could have sworn one was giving the others orders."

"One commanding the others?" liyra stops what shes doing and starts thinking.

"Yeah. It seemed like the other more mindless ones were taking orders from it. It was pretty freaky. That much nearly got me but I used and Eco Pulse to overload there auditory receptors and get the hell out of there." Bellfry said looking at the ceiling a bit.

*Max meanwhile had hogtied prav in attempt to keep him from killiing everybody*

"Dont worry guys, this armor skirt should protect us."

*he shoves an apple in pravs mouth*

Liyra gets to thinking.

Ziddy looks over Prav, they were about the same size due to his coon cub form. He chuckles and grabs some cleaning supplies and tidys up the place, it now looked more like the inside of a house now and everything was organized. "There..." He said, taking a long yawn and rubbing his eyes.

Name: Sirius
Species: Wolf/Wolfhound
Gender: Male
Age: 13
Description: Dark grey wolf/wolfhound crossbreed, thick black hair, green eyes. Looks grundgy, basically Trent Reznor-ish/Kurt Cobain-ish. Wears a long, black cloak, jeans and a Nightwish tee-shirt, eyes dark ringed as if lined by eyeliner. Sirius is alone, escaped from a hospital he was in during the infection. He has a family, but they were forced to separate and he hopes that they are alive somehwhere. He is a quick learner and is proficient with hand-to-hand combat and various firearms.
Personalitywise he is agressive but caring, wants to do the right thing, and has a love for others, although feeling isolated since he has been surviving on his own. He is also incontinent, unfortunate for him, but he shrugs off the problem usually.

Special power: Gravametric energy, which basically uses mental focus to work local gravity into a usable interior power. This power can be used to augment physical ability and has the extent to effect things that he touches, be it gravity or the control of someone elses body. (trust me, its hard to explain...think of it similar to Naruto chackra)

Weapons: Wields dual fist-claws which he keeps on his wrist and are able to extend for battle. He can also duel wield almost any weapon (within reason), but has scoped 38. handguns on his belt, and shotgun on his back.

Sirius creeps though the town, tracing the scent of others he had noticed in the area. He creeps onwards, then stops and thrusts his hand behind him, stabbing a approaching zombie, then thrusting up above his head, ripping the Zombie appart...he seems unfazed, and in his other hand grips a handgun. Hiding in the building accoss from the supermarket, he takes that time to grab an energy bar from his backpack, wolfing it down as he winces slightly, quickly undoing his pants to take a piss* Zombies everywhere...theres gotta be someone close by... *still with pants down, he looks to his side and shoots a lone Zombie down* ...I hope.

Prav, now hogtied, doesn't realise it, because he's too busy eating the apple in his mouth. It was forever since he last ate food.

Liyra's thinking was interupted by pravs eatting the apple. she just stares at him. she holds her stomach as it growls. "erk. food?" she asks looking at maxis.

*he nodded*
"Yeah, didnt I give you any?"
*he tosses her another apple*

*Sirius sniff the air again and walks up to the store, now clad in metal armor. Steppting past debreis and dead zombies, he crouches down, cocking his head curiously, sniffing around, then poking the surface. he sighs deeply, knocking on the metal, reverberating with a "clank"* "Seems solid...there msut be survivors here...becasue i don;t think this belongs here...worth a shot..." *he knocks on it again, harder* Oi! Anyone there? Anyone alive?

Prav finishes the apple so nicely placed in his mouth and freezes the ropes as they shatter. He gets up and taps Max on the shoulder. "Excuse me, but I fink there's something outside! Want me to go check?"

*he shakes* "No...let me handle it"

*he walks to the door and opens it, shooing the survivor in and bolting the door*

"Damn...all this company!"

Ziddy yawns, rubbing his eyes. "At least hes here... Its almost dark out..."

*Sirius is breathing heavily, holstering the gun in his hand on his waist and bows* Thank you very much guys, its tough on your own...I was with another survior gang, but they got sloppy...most of them died, but I got away. Very nice set up here I would ahve to say...*he says, slumping down on the couch, setting down his bag* Sorry to intrude really, it looks like you got a full house *he says as he nods at each of the survivors in the store.*