Blake hated the point her sister had. They were low on ammo, and even if they sharpened up sticks and got the close ones they were still screwed.

Thenit happened. She saw a crossbow arrow go through one and then she heard gunshots. "Bailey... Bailey, it's people!" She said, excitedly. "Help! We're low on ammo and can't get down!"she called to them, and she felt herself slip from the branch she was on. She saw a few more fall, and she let herself drop and took out her knife and took out a few.

It was a small horde in comparison, Daryl noted as he helped Rick and Glenn sift through the walkers. The others weren't too far off, getting ready to stop fir the night in a nearby shack, and after hearing a large group of zombies, they had left to see what was gojng on.

"Are you two crazy? Climbing up in a tree." Daryl asked, and Blake looked at him.

"Well, better up high than down low." She said, and she looked over the group. "Thank you though. I mean, we would have figured something out."

"Yeah, a good way to get yourself killed." Daryl muttered before looking to Rick. He had to admit though, they had tje right idea. Just the horde was too large, and he could see himself that they were kow on ammo.

"Where are you guys coming from?" She asked.

"The north slightly, trying our way around." he answered. "A bunch of walkers that way."

Blake nodded and looked to Bailey. Well, north wasn't a good idea at the moment.