~Feral~ C.G

Ch.4

By time she said something, it was too late. His head had already been bashed in.

The two men looked at her, eyes wide. Daryl lowered his weapon almost immediately
"Well shit."
The sheriff let out an amused noise. Looking towards his companion
"I told you."
"Can it, Rick."
Ah, so the other man was Rick. It was all getting confusing for her. She didn't quite understand.

She stared at the two men in shock, eyes wide and unblinking. Her hands began to tremble as she shrank down
"Maybe Eugene can test her. Find some kind of cure."
"Are you crazy? Bringing it back to the group? Rick-"
Rick stopped him
"She could be useful. We could tie her up. Make her not a threat."
Daryl sighed and looked at her. There was no use arguing with his companion. Rick's mind was set. They stepped closer to her. She let out a low growl and tried to press herself against the ground. Daryl stepped on her back, holding her down. She was squirming and hissing, trying to crawl away. But an adult man was strong, even for her. If she was on her feet it would be a different story.

Rick approached her with some rope and a Bandana. She looked up at him with worry. Were they going to kill her when they were done? He pulled the cloth over her face and her vision went dark.