Blake looked over at Rick when he spoke and she nodded, taking her knife into her hand and she looked to him. She took point, out of habit, moving a bit further out from the house and she listened to everything around her. She saw two deadies up ahead, but they had been taken care of, but she heard some more. She turned in thatdirection and eeffortlessly killed the first one she saw. There were only three, and she took care of the other two just as swiftly before she listened in again.

"This area is clear for the moment, I worry about the back end though. The road is in that direction and most large hordes form by the road or in communal buildings. Should have seen the library when this first went to hell. Small town about eighteen miles outside Atlanta. That was interesting." She said, wiping her blade off in the grass.

She moved, standing side by side with Rick. "Sorry, I just got so used to taking point..." she apologize.

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Daryl looked to Bailey when they sat down inside to rest, and he made sure his crossbow wasn't far off. He closed his eyes, but was still awake and he sighed when she asked.

"At first, I kept to myself, I hated Rick because of the Merle incident, but there was a woman with is.. Carol. Her daughter ran off, and I helped look for her, but we found her in Herschel's barn. They didn't want to kill any of the walkers at first, and her daughter was one. Needless to say, after looking for so long and having hope torn away... I joined the group more so then." He sighed, looking out to the sleeping group.

"I trust them with my life now. Rick may be brash, but he's a good guy. Honest, and a good leader." He said. 

He leaned back. "Get some sleep. You're going to need it "