“I feel very fortunate with my upbringing because my mum and dad were extremely open minded and exposed me to all different minorities and encouraged me to embrace all different walks of life. So I grew up seeing it as normal, but TV is such a great showcase and we’re in 2016 so it should 100% be seen as normal. It shouldn’t just be on certain shows that we have LGBT representation, it needs to be across the board. People need to start realizing that it should be a normality.”
“I know it’s impossible to generalize relationships because everyone is different, but I think if I were ever to let someone into my life, it wouldn’t be someone who made me feel like I was filling some gaping void in his life. It would be someone who was happy with his life but just really wanted me in it.”
lol okay so im gonna make one last little post (i have stuff on my queue for u guys) and i just want to point out some people who followed me before i even had 300 followers. Im always worried that with my blog growing that im starting to neglect my old friends and neglect everyone and i feel guilty all the time but i would not be here without you. i appreciate you all a lot and you will always have a special place in my heart :)) this is for u guys who were around when i was howells-moving-kalcifer omggg also ive been on here 6 whole months ?? nice !!
SHE HAD A GUN, but it was more a just in case sort of scenario. Cat’s ability to move silently, to aim her knives… those were more valuable than a loud weapon that could attract who knows WHAT kind of attention. No, it was mostly for humans than anything else. Clickers, runners, bloaters… they were easier to just dodge or take down in silence so far as she was concerned. People weren’t so d u m b, nor were they likely to get confused like a virus controlled being.
Thus, skirting the edge of what appeared to be an encampment, she kept the gun near to hand. Just in case. Though she wasn’t about to whip it out at the slightest crack of noise, the shift in the nearby bushes didn’t catch her attention enough to crane her head about. It f e l t as it her heart ceased beating for those moments, allowing her to listen.
If there was one thing she could thank being a hunter for at one point in her life, it was how well it had trained her to survive a world like this. To take cautions that some people didn’t seem to understand. Yet, curiosity drew her forth, daring her to break into the small clearing and spy upon who or what might have alerted her senses.
A… KIDlike her? Perhaps from the encampment?
Hand didn’t touch her gun, merely hovered near (just in case). The other was armed, but Cat wasn’t looking for a fight of any sort. So she stood quiet, determining to stay silent and let the other think she noticed her first, so as to give the illusion of control over the situation. Might prevent an unwarranted attack.