Lucky listened to everyone going back and forth, settled only by the feel of Blue as he moved to sit with his side leaned against her leg. After a while everyone fell silent, and after a strange shuffling around of someone writing something and tearing a page out of an object... a book, maybe? Or... a notepad? Then, the little one was talking again in his big commanding voice. For a child his tone was so seasoned, as if he were a grown man trapped in the body of an adolescence. "I have heard a train passing through at night, but it is run by raiders," Lucky said as she placed a hand onto Blue's head, feeling the wet fur atop his head.
As she spoke, she could feel the soft white wisps of fog curling around her cheeks. "Many people have tried to take it, so I've heard, but none successful. The train station is not far from here..." She trailed off, looking upward at the sky, trying to gauge the time of day. "The train comes twice every night." Lucky paused for a moment, unsure why she would want to pack up with other people again. Memories of her last group flashed, causing her to frown a little at the idea. Even still, to face the facts-- she was blind, and at an extreme disadvantage. Although she loved Blue's company, it would be good to have a set of eyes that could relay information back to her in a more direct way.
"Allies," she agreed at last, nodding to the boy- Max. "My name is Lucky, this is Blue."