Board Thread:Talkplays/@comment-5142578-20141021025856/@comment-5456040-20141106001736

At the construction site, the thylacine's eyes widened in horror at the sight of the aftermath. His jaw hung slack. It looks like something out of a movie!

He blinked, his mind returning to reality as he heard a cry for help. Scanning the area, he then sees the source of the voice. Not wanting to get too close to the growing mob of undead civilians, he hung around midair, trying to figure out a way to get to the person.

"H-hang on!" He yelled over the groans of the surrounding people. Using the strength of the his mechanical arms and wings, he tore off the top of the small building and extended his hand. "Hurry, we don't have much time!.." He said, glancing at their surroundings.

The jackal glanced at the now rotting construction worker as soon as she heard Frost's words, not satisfied with the answer she recieved.

"You would've thought he was dead already if he wasn't trying to get out of that car, though." She replied, frowning when she heard the wolf mention that there was a chance of more arriving.