Wolfy thought for a moment, round house kicking a zombie as it tried to grab him. "Well, lucky for you, zombie killing skills is only number three on my list." He laughed brightly, stomping one into the ground. "Two would be her eyes, but number one would probably be... personality. Although... I love listening to other people singing." He glanced over, then back as he popped another baddy that was trying to eat Kat.
Tango weaved through the trees once more, easily and nimbly. She glanced back to check on Spirit. "How are you holding up?" She grinned, ducking underneath a bramble.



