"If you think Rick is the problem, I guess you don't know what I'm fucking capable of you asshole." - Athena Dixon
"I guess I do have more balls even than you Shane." - Athena Dixon
"I'm a Dixon. And I've been through a lot more hell than any of yo...
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The group found themselves in a nasty situation. Their path towards Eugene was cut off by walkers. The man was stuck somewhere in a barn, but without a way to him, he'd remain there. Even if they did go around, the walkers would still be an issue.
They were just circling in one area like a pack. It was unnatural.
Leo was crouched next to a tree with Aaron and Jesus, while Daryl went to do a headcount of the walkers with Dog. When they came back, Daryl wasn't impressed "It's about one hundred and thirty, one hundred and forty of them."
"Why are they just lingering there all huddled up?" Leo questioned in confusion.
Jesus turned around to Aaron, "Have you ever seen them do this before?"
"No. Never." Aaron shook his head.
'Something wasn't right' Leo thought to himself, as he watched the walkers in a thought.
Daryl scanned the perimeter "Rosita's back trail goes right through 'em. We should get the horses, circle around, then we'll pick it up on foot."
Leo turned towards his father in law "What about them?" He jerked his head towards the horde.
"What about 'em?" Daryl repeated with a shrugg.
Jesus frowned "They're just milling around. That's not normal." He shook his head.
"Paul is right." Leo murmured.
Daryl acknowledged that "I know. It ain't. We should go. There's a storm coming. Dog!"
With that they left. Not without being noticed by someone slinking around among the walkers concealed as if one with them.
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In the fields, the wind rushed was creating a breeze. Daryl was pacing in the front, holding onto his weapon. That was until Daryl stopped. Through the wind, the groans carried across with echoes like whispers. Judging by the increase of volume, the herd was catching up to them.
"That herd. It's comin' for us." Daryl informed winding up an alarm and throwing it into the grass hoping it'd distract them "The wind is carrying the sound. Let's put some ground between us and them."
"Did they saw us?" Leo asked, arching a brow.
"Maybe." Daryl responded.
The group broke off in a sprint in the other direction, into a forest. As they arrived and hid away in the shrubbery, Jesus took a pair of binoculars to study the herd.
"You put that herd around one hundred and forty, right?" Jesus asked them.
Daryl took a look in their direction "Yeah."
"Looks like more than double that now." Jesus pointed out.
