Larry furrowed his brow slightly and stared Theodore down. "Problem...?" He asked quietly, not exactly sure if he wanted an answer to that or not.

Teddy drew in a deep breath before looking up to meet eyes with Larry for a short moment. "It appears Sacagawea has been kidnapped." He stated, his eyes beginning to water and his voice cracking slightly.

Larry's eyes widened significantly and he gasped at the news. "Wh-What-?" He asked in disbelief. How could she have been kidnapped? She was much too cautious.

Teddy nodded slowly.

"H-How?" he asked after a moment.

"We were on watch when she went off on her own. I heard her scream and I rushed to help her when I saw her being taken. I gathered the group and we tried to catch them but it was too late..." He stated, trailing off.

Larry nodded, getting the gist.

"Well, where-where are the others?" He asked, glancing behind him to check. As if on cue, Dexter showed up from behind the huntsman, his gun slung over his shoulder by its strap. He was then followed by Atilla and Rexy, the white, shaggy dog whimpering slightly at the distraught air. Atilla scratched his head in comfort and the dog sat on its haunches and relaxed against his hand.

Larry sighed and shook his head, not exactly sure what to do. "Alright just- We're gonna find Wea, so don't worry. Just give me some time to think." He stated before turning to walk into the room Ahk had hobbled into.

Octavius was polishing his sword, which had seemed to have gotten some walker blood on it, as usual when he heard it. Jed screaming. He snapped his head up and looked around to find everyone else was still sleeping soundly, or as soundly as they could in their uncomfortable bedding. The scream had been faint so he wasn't surprised. Hell, he was sure if he hadn't have been listening he would have missed it as well. He got up and dashed out the door, rousing a few of the survivors from their sleep.

Larry attempted to question him but the raven haired man was already gone, out into the dark in a walker infested forest.

That probably wasn't the best idea.

Octavius could barely see anything in the blackness of night, the trees creating large shadows and shrouding him in inky blacks. He followed the sound of Jed's voice, him calling for help. What had that imbecile been thinking? Octavius knew the moment he stepped outside for some "fresh air" there were going to be some sort of consequences.

But as much as Octavius hated to admit it, he was part of the group and he needed to protect him. There was strength in numbers. And this certain number just so happened to know how to handle himself well in battle. Ususally.

When Octavius reached the blonde, he found him pinned against a tree by a walker. From what he could see in the darkness, more were coming as well. He quickly marched over and yanked the freshly polished knife from his belt and stabbed the walker in the temple.

Jed, now free but still breathless, thanked him and relaxed against the tree.

"This isn't the time to be relaxing!" He whisper shouted, yanking the man away from the tree by the arm.

Jed scowled and yanked his arm away before glancing around them. "Oh shit-" He stated, now noticing that a crowd of walkers were closing in on them. Again.

Octavius grabbed his sword and held it in both hands as a walker advanced. He took a few steps forward, creating distance between him and Jedediah and drawing nearer to the walker. With one heavy swing, the undead corpse's head was detatched from its body from the deadly blow from Octavius' weapon.

The black haired man's eyes widened slightly when he realized just how many there were. Not nearly as many that were at the store but still a large amount, especially for two men. Alone. In the woods. At night. Not to mention Jed didn't have his weapon on him.

Octavius took Jed's hand in his own and yanked him in the direction he had come from, running and dodging trees. Jed struggled to keep up, almost tripping and falling on his face multiple times.

"Wait, wait, wait!" Jed bellowed and pulled back on his arm, causing Octavius to stumble back and almost fall.

"What are you doing?" Octavius whirled around to face him despite the oncoming walkers. "We don't have time for this. If you haven't noticed, we are being surrounded."

"Exactly, and what do you think we should do? Lead them back to the cabin so they can feast on the rest of our friends to their little hearts' content?"

Octavius paused. The idiot was right. They were basically leading the hoard back to their group and he would never be able to forgive himself if he got them killed. Better himself than them. Oh, and Jed too.