Daryl and Michonne walked along as part of patrol on the gates of the prison. Sometimes the walkers would heavily populate one area and strain the fences. Daryl looked to the bright sun as sweat dripped down his face.
"Another blazing hot day. It's ten times worse in those cells though" he muttered
"I agree" Michonne nodded as she kept working "And it's just getting hotter" she sighed. As they walked she stopped Daryl and heard a quiet noise but it was out of place. She looked around and spotted a small cat that had gotten through a small hole in the gate. Michonne quietly walked up to it getting the cat to let her pick it up. It was so skinny and had a good amount of flees. She frowned "Poor thing…"
"It's going to die out here" Daryl said walking to her side giving the cat a small pet. The little white and black cat appreciated the attention.
"…you know there is a pet store nearby…it was hardly gone through since most people didn't really need the pet supplies." Michonne hinting that she wanted to keep it.
"That place was heavily covered by walkers" Daryl muttered "…but we could do it…"
"Oh thank you Daryl" she said going to place the cat in a safe location for now. She went over to Daryl's bike "Let's go then"
"We'll have to try to get other supplies while out." He told her. She nodded and got on the bike with him heading out. He stopped before the pet shop seeing the zombies guarding it. "Great." He grabbed his bow and arrow. "Any plans?"
"They're hardly around the back so there is most likely a door back there" Michonne whispered and went on her way avoiding what zombies they could. He stuck close and they found a back door. Daryl got it open and headed in. A zombie was waiting there for them and Michonne quickly hacked it down. He looked around grabbing what cat supplies they could include flee medicine. Michonne had the idea to grab some fence supplies. She went to Daryl's side "Ready?" she asked and he nodded. The two headed off and went back. Michonne put away the supplies and quickly went to take care of the cat. Daryl helped getting some water and food together.
"So going to name the cat?" he asked
"you're the one good with names…" she laughed watching the cat eat happily.
"Hmm…" he looked "well it's a girl…so….Chaos?" he asked
"I like it" she smiled.