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"Jake, will you go hunting and bring back something back for the stew?" Daryl usually hunts every other day for the camp, bringing back just enough to feed us for two meals. The others shouldn't be back until tomorrow and our supplies are dangerously low.
"Sure boss. I'll catch a squirrel or two. Maybe a rabbit,"
"Great, don't be more'n a couple of hours. Before noon." I requested of the younger man. He saluted me and went to retrieve his gear.
Jake came back in less than an hour with no meat, and looking worried. He came strait to me. "Sir, I found foot prints. They don't belong to us. And they aren't biter prints."
"Where?"
"Edge of camp, leads into the woods. I didn't follow them far."
"Good. We'll scout it out. Get everyone together," I told him, "Meeting at the pit."
"Yes sir."
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"We've got outsider footprints. Surrounding the perimeter, leading into the woods. Jake discovered them. I think we need to scout why they are there and seem to be watching us."
"We'll go with," Andy motioned to himself and Luis, immediately.
"I'm going, I know where the prints start," Jake chimed in.
"Daryl taught me a bit about tracking, before. I tracked the group here. I can track prints if you'd like," The newest addition to our group suggested. It took me a moment to remember his name.
"Mighty fine idea. And it'll give us a chance to get to know each other. That leaves Carl, Carol and Beth with Judith here. They're fine."
"When are you leaving and how long do you plan on being gone?" Carol asked.
"Hopefully no longer than a few hours, just long enough to gather intel."
"We'll be fine," Beth smiled at the group. Everyone smiled back. That girl has more faith than anyone I've ever met.
"Than it's settled, we leave in 30."
A/N: Sorry it's a short chapter! Hope you liked it though. More soon!