Blake observed the area for a while after Daryl made the call to them to look for a cabin. Something felt wrong about this place. Too... untouched. It made her wonder why, especially when everywhere else seemed ran through. Then Bailey saw the cabin. 

Blake felt herself stop next to her sister and she dug into her bag and pulled out a small pair of binoculars. If she didn't have a scope, she wanted to be able to see ahead. And the sight was unsettling. It wasn't touched either, but Blake knew that it would be short lived. She also knew that looks were deceiving.

She thought a moment before handing her binoculars to Daryl who then passed them to Rick.

"It looks clear." Daryl observed.

"I don't trust it." Blake said, taking back her binoculars and tucking them away.

Daryl gave her a look before he saw her clutch her knife. He had to agree it was almost too good to be true. "We should get a little closer and then send a couple forward to scout it out." Daryl suggested looking to Rick. "Sound good?" He asked before he brought his crossbow out and began leading the way. 

Daryl couldn't recall the last time he saw something so untouched, especially since everything turned to hell in the end. Their first campsite, the farm house, and even the prison. He knew that this wouldn't be a forever thing, but even if they were there a few days, they would be alright. As long as they could get supplies.