"Lacy, I don't think we should use our guns in here…"
"Oh shut up, Mira." Lacey hushed the young brown haired female behind her. Lacey readied her 10- Gauge Supershot and nodded for Mira to shine the flashlight into the abandoned house.
Mira nodded timidly as she shined the light inside; which flickered over four walkers busy chowing down on what was left of the family that had lived in the house.
"Holy—"
Lacey clamped her good free hand over Mira's mouth before she could finish speaking.
The two females quickly shut the door before getting to a safe distance. Lacy grumbled to herself, she could never go anywhere with Mira.
"What the hell are you two doin'?" A voice growled from behind them.
Mira whirled around, nearly hitting Shane in the face with the tip of her M-16 gun. Shane growled in annoyance as he pushed the gun out of his face.
"Mira, go on back. I need to have a talk with Lacy." He sternly commanded as he shoved Mira, she walked away anyway; though she nearly tripped over her own feet.
Lacy smirked as she was finally alone with Shane, the two happened to be very close; in a rather affectionate sort of way. Often called love by Mira.
"I don't want you around Mira—"
"Why?" Lacy questioned.
"Because that kid ain't good enough for this world now. She'll end up a snack for them walkers." Shane finished; to the dismay of Lacy.
Shane turned around to walk away, but Lacy caught him by grabbing his hand. The two shared devious smirks as they made their way to the car (obviously Shane's), and hopped in; for a *few* minutes.
On the other hand; Mira had made the choice to walk back to Hershel's farm. She kept an eye on the woods, for she heard the moans and groans of the undead..