Chpt. VIII

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Well this is great, just lovely. I'm lost in the woods, a child I'm supposed to be watching is gone, the scent of the others is kaput.

Now I'm practically walking in circles trying to navigate back to the others but no luck.

I managed to find Sophia's footprints and follow them. I clawed a few trees to let Daryl know where I was—Thank the lord for muddy ground, it was perfect to find tracks when it dries out.

Dusk came in quite faster than I expected. I took shelter inside an abandoned or unoccupied den small enough for a fox, I quickly fell asleep.

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Third person pov

Hours earlier

"Sure this is the spot?" Daryl asked. Him, Rick, Shane and Glenn investigate the spot where Sophia and Nyla were.

"I left her right here. " Rick replies. "I drew the walkers way off in that direction up the creek."

"Without a paddle—seems where we've landed." Daryl says.

"She was gone by the time I got back here—I figured she just took off and ran back to the group. I told her to go that way and keep the sun on her left shoulder." Rick explains.

Daryl looks up at Glenn who's stepping on the footprints, "Hey! Short round! Why don' you step off to one side? You're muckin' up the trail. " He tells him. Glenn took a step back.

"Assuming she knows her left from her right. " Shane spoke up.

"Shane, she understood me fine." Rick said.

"Kid's tired and scared, man. She had her a close call with two walkers. Got to wonder how much of what you said stuck." Shane responds.

Daryl made his way towards the small ravine where there's both footprints between Nyla and Sophia, "Got clear prints right 'ere. She did like you said, headed back to the highway. Let's spread out, make our way back. " He said while climbing back up with both Rick and Shane following him.

Glenn notices the claw marks on the tree, "There's some claw marks on this tree." He announced.

Daryl looks on and touches the claw marks, "Must've been an hour ago." He said. "She does this thing where she'll get lost, she will scratch up some trees — It's 'er way of tellin' me that she's been 'ere."

"You think she'll make her way back?" Glenn asks the archer.

Daryl nods, "Sure. She's a clever girl." He then examines Sophia's footprints. " She was doing just fine till right here." He then saw the footprints veer off tracks. "All she had to do was keep going. She veered off that way. " He points in the other direction.

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