Cat silently handed the first aid kit to Chris at the gesture, before snapping his cold blue gaze back to the door at the sound of a yell. His hearing was quite good and he was instinctevly ready for a fight. Not like he ever wasn't, but now it seemed he had a reasonable excuse. He couldn't quite hear what was said, but any sort of yelling indicated danger one way or another. The tall man didn't believe any of the group was stupid enough to yell in a unchecked area unless they were in danger. Not stopping to answer Chris, his figure instantly moved out of the room. He was moving quickly, but his steps were still quiet, using his legs to carry him faster. Leaving the store, he listened to muffled voices and followed them. Carefully coming up to a clothing store, he glanced toward Bruiser who seemed to be wandering. Listening closely now, he could pick up the skimpy clothes girl's voice. Which mean Dog was there, and someone else was in there. Cold blue eyes narrowing dangerously, he crouched and quietly moved peeked in but couldn't quite see thanks to a bunch racks. The sounds were definetly coming near the center, toward the left. Moving inside, he moved ride, making sure to stay out of sight and be on the look out. Sniffing the air and scanning the area. It was dark, so that helped.

That stench of canine was stronger here, and it wasn't quite Bruiser who seemed to stay outside. At Kaylah compared to hockey stick to a gun, he concluded someone had pulled a gun on them. That was a threat, so to him, he had very reason to break someone's neck. Deciding to see if he could come up behind whoever it was, guessing since Dog and Kaylah just came in, the opponent was on the further side.

Moving around to the back of the center console that held cash register, he peeked around a corner and Cat's blue eyes narrowed. A woman rested there, with a dog. The woman seemed to have a can for some sort of defense, but was otherwise vulnerable especially with being a far along pregnant woman. The dog would be more of a issue, but Cat was doing with dogs. After all, he's been in dog fights and their moves were predictable. Grab the jaws and snap them apart and it was over. These two were probably with the opponent, most likely trying to protect them. Sure the person would be quite devasted if something happened to either one. But the promise he made to his twin still applied to these two. For now, they haven't done anything to give him a valid reason to slaughter them. But they were still a weakness, and would most likely distract the attacker.

So, he came around the corner, blue eyes cold as he glared to the two lifeforms, body calm yet ready as he watched their movements. The dog would either growl, bark, and may try to strike. At that, he would be ready to confront it. The woman may try to strike him with her can weapon, but would most likely try and call for help. Either way, the opponent would be surrounded, a gun despite it's usefulness, was still risky. It wasn't able to do either side at the same time. Unless they had dual wield like Dog, but it takes skill to effectively aim two different directions. Most people he's encounter this far doesn't have that sort of experience.

Still, Dog most likely will be upset if he didn't give fair warning. So he supposed he had to. [color=aqua]"Call off your comrade."[/color] his voice was cold, calm and to the point. He didn't say it, but it would probably be obvious by the cold tone that it said 'or die.'

Dog on the hand tensed up as a woman appeared, pointing a gun at them, in which case the dirty blonde stood, pointing both guns at the stranger. Rusty cored eye blinking slowly as the woman demanded to not move and threatened to shoot them. But Dog moved a little stand 'his' tall figure in front of Kaylah to protect her from a possible shot. At the question of the bite and Kaylah answering, Dog blinked a little. Wondering if this girl knew that someone can get infected by other means other than a bite. After all, Dog would be the one to get the most suspicion over it.

[color=coral]"Nope, no bite here. Thankfully, those things look like it be quite painful. Ya know, with the rotted teeth, they seem quite jagged after some decay ya know. If only they had a zomzom dentist eh?"[/color] Dog joked with a friendly grin, despite the situation before slowly lowering 'his' guns and holstering them at his sides.

[color=coral]"Promise, we don't mean any harm... So no need to yell and such."[/color] 'he' said though silent thought 'most of us' as he thought of Cat.

That yell would attract his attention and Dog feared he would instantly react aggressively. A gun point meant a threat, and to him a threat meant a excuse to kill. So the dirty blonde was mildly afraid this girl's neck would suddenly be snapped. Still, maybe he won't since she hadn't shot yet. Cat was unpredictable.