Blake looked to Rick and sighed when they were in the clear. She nodded to him as they headed through the trees and she moved, looking for a traik as Rick spoke. She didn't bother to answer, but she knew that it had come from a main road. It was where most of them came from.

"We can't be too far behind them. I think I found their trail." She said, pointing to some shoes prints in the mud. "The deadies shuffle, these are living." She said. "Before you ask, I used to go hunting with my dad."

She kept her knife out, just in case.

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Daryl looked to Bailey as they headed out. Rick had stopped about ten minutes ago, and they wete moving rather quick. Daryl marked a tree, occasionally, so that Rick and Blake could find their way. Then Bailey noticed Blake's absence.

Daryl grabbed hold of her arm and gave a stern look. "She stayed behind to buy us time. From what you said and what I have seen. She will be alright. Probably met up with Rick and are heading our way now." He said. "There is no point in going back." 

He sighed and Carl looked just as displeased. "How about we stop for a minute, catch our breath and then move on." Maggie suggested. Daryl sighed.

"Fine. Just for a minute though." He said.