Snippet #2147784

Aiden yawned, looking around drousily as he awoke from his makeshift hammoc in the fabric stores put above their doors to sheild the door from the sun. He usually found places like this to sleep, where the undead couldn't reach, but low enough where he wouldn't make much of a sound when landing on the ground. His dad had taught him to hunt before he left, his dad not him. He scanned the area. A few walkers, but nothing big. That's what he was thinking until he heard the cawing and froze. The birds never sang or chirped and DEFINATLY never cawed. He slowly turned his head to see a ginormous flock of ravens coveing the rooftops of surronunding buildings. Shit. This was gonna suck. He rolled off his make shift hammock and hit the ground in a dead run, no pun intended. The ravens went ballistic, cawing and taking flight to chase him down the street as he ran full speed , trying to find a store that was unlocked.