Nina Jo Riley, stopped to listen for a second. She winced as the cut on her arm reminded her, of her mistake. "I know!" she snarled as she glanced at the bandage. She was doing good on supplies for now, but she needed to stop in this little, no name town, just in case there were some scraps left. It'd been six months since "it" happened and she was still looking for a new place to call home. She glanced at the burned out mustang as she adjusted the rifles weight in her arms, thinking that she had seen something move inside the car. No matter she thought to herself as she let out a long sigh. Time to move on, there's nothing left here. A fun image I've been working on for a possible story arc. The car is a kit bash of several items, that I put together. The character is a custom mix, did some post work in PS to increase some details and make it feel "more". Thanks for looking and have a good afternoon.