Sonora was beyond pissed, it had been a few weeks since she'd joined the little ragtag group and now she was wondering if she had made the right decision. They had found the little girl in the barn full of walkers; Sonora had stood to the side as the firing squad let loose their shots.

Now they had grabbed a boy who had been part of a group who had attacked the sheriff, the Korean boy, and the man who owned the farm where everyone was staying. The two cops had tried to take him off and leave him somewhere but they'd come back after being attacked by walkers.

Sonora could see the tension rolling off the two cops in waves; she knew something more had gone down. But it wasn't her place to question.

Well, it wasn't until now.

"Ya'll are just a fuckin' bunch of douchebags with a bunch of power problems!" she yelled, glaring at the group that had gathered in the room in the farmhouse.

The cop without hair glared at her. "Now you don't have any right in this, you just shut up and sit down." He told her, lifting an arm and pointing a finger at her.

Sonora lifted her upper lip in a sneer, her eyes flashing, she looked set to kill. "You need to learn that life is a fuckin' precious thing, not something that you can destroy at your pleasure." She said hotly, noting distractedly that the old man, Dale, was looking at her in relief.

Rick looked between Sonora and Shane, his lips pulling down as he noticed that the two looked ready to trade blows.

Sonora clenched her fists, understanding that she was outnumbered in the decision of the boy's life. She looked back at Shane, glaring daggers at him before drawing up and spitting in his face. She threw him a bird at the same time and then whirled, stalking off to go cool down.

"All'a ya'll need to grow up and learn that you're not muthafuckin' God!" she yelled at them before slamming the screen door open and taking the steps in one go and then running off, stretching her legs to the fullest to try and distance herself from the idiots in the house.

She hated when she got mad, her country slang which she usually could keep out of her talking came out.

She started slowing down, taking in gulps of air as she looked around at her surroundings. She noticed that she was close to the horse barn; she quickly strode over to it and went in. She didn't particularly like the animals but whenever Daryl had gone out to search for the now dead Sophia he had taken her.

She liked to think that she had learned quite a few things about them with her father as a teacher.

When Sonora was inside the barn she stopped at the first stall, eyeing a big black horse who was looking at her over its stall door. They stared at each other for a few seconds more before Sonora whirled around and ran to get its tack. She returned and took the horse from the stall, putting its equipment on it before lifting herself up and onto its back.

Then she kicked its sides, letting out a yell to get it going, her anger mounting when she saw the very people she was mad at in her way. Sonora urged the horse onward, kicking it to make it go faster and heading in the direction of the campmates she didn't really like. They scattered, the brown haired woman, Lori, diving out of the way to avoid being trampled. Then she heard the angry yells, and the curses being voiced at her and in her general direction.

Sonora ignored them all, kicking the black horse again and racing down the driveway. Her katana bounced against her back as she rode, turning the horse with the road. She didn't really know where she was going right then; she just knew that she had to go somewhere before she chopped everyone's heads off.

She hated that she was still ruled by her emotions like that, blowing up in everyone's faces wasn't her thing… maybe it was something she picked up from her dear old dad.

The horse suddenly swerved, almost knocking Sonora from her seat on its back. She frowned and righted herself, telling herself to keep her mind on now and focus on the then when she wasn't riding like a madwoman down a road.

Sonora leaned up, pulling on the reigns to get the horse to slow down, which it did quickly. The animal was breathing as if it had run ten miles nonstop. Sonora looked around as the horse walked on, keeping a straight line on the road to wherever they were headed.

It was at that moment that Sonora knew she was in some deep shit when she got back. Not only from Daryl, but from everyone she had almost run over. She blinked as she realized that Rick would probably expect her to apologize to his wife. Well that wasn't going to happen anytime soon, the woman had been pissing her off for a while now. Giving her the stank eye while Sonora was talking to Carl, trying to boss her around like she was Sonora's superior.

Sonora sighed, slumping a little bit as she kept a watchful eye on her surroundings. She saw a turn coming up and moved the horse in that direction, figuring she could run around town a little to stock up on whatever she needed. Shopping might help her blow off a little steam, and knowing that she wouldn't have to pay for anything made her smile just a little bit.

They reached the town in short order and Sonora rode the horse straight into the Wal Mart to look for items she would like. The sound of the hooves clopping on tile echoed, and Sonora took her katana from its sheath before she turned the animal down an aisle. It was then that she realized that she would need a big bag and she turned the horse back around and started looking for camping supplies.

There was bound to be a bag there.

After collecting a big green bag that looked like an army duffel she turned the horse again and nabbed another one before letting her hands grab stuff that interested her. Razors, shampoo, conditioner, books, toilette paper, towels, clothes. That was just a base layer.

She dispatched at least three walkers while she was in the store, their bodies lay in the isles she'd killed them in. She wasn't really concerned about anything, just grabbing stuff and placing it in the two bags she had over the horn of the saddle.

When the bags were full she made one more trip around the store and grabbed three heavy duty locks. She tore the cases off of them and then placed the third one in one of her bags while locking the other two on the bags she had on the saddle. She didn't want anything falling off while she rode back to the farm.

Before she knew it she was just about halfway there, and then the sound of another horse filled her ears and the animal she was on neighed. Sonora sighed, looking up and seeing that they had sent Daryl after her… three hours after she'd left.

She stopped the horse and adjusted her katana, waiting for her father to get closer to her. When their horses were abreast of each other he stopped his and then sat there for a moment, staring at her. Sonora felt a sudden longing fill her heart, she wished she'd known this man before shit started happening.

"What were you thinking?" he asked, looking down and eyeing her bags.

"I got mad, I wasn't thinking…" she answered, sighing in longing, imagining what her life would have been like before.

"Obviously. You're in deep shit, Lori's pissed and so is just about half of the camp." He turned his horse around, making it walk.

Sonora clucked to hers, making it move forward until it was alongside his. "I don't give a shit; they ain't my family nor are they my fucking bosses. I could very well leave if I had half a mind to." She rolled her eyes, looking sideways at him, her lips turning down a little.

"Well then why don't you?" Daryl looked around for any walkers, he found none.

"I don't know." Sonora shrugged, sheathing her sword, she'd have to wipe it down again later, she'd done it earlier but that was just to get it so it wouldn't stick.

"Why'd you leave?"

Daryl looked kind of startled at the question from nowhere. He looked over at Sonora and stared at her for a few minutes.

"What ya mean?" he asked, brows drawing together.

"Mom, why'd you leave after what happened?" she stated more than asked.

Daryl looked down, fiddling with the mane on his horse. "I moved, Merle had a new job and he wanted me to come along so I could make some money too." He finally answered.

"After that, why didn't you come back? You had nineteen years to go back, and you didn't… why not?" Sonora had wanted to ask these questions days ago but had never had the chance.

"I just didn't want to, I figured I had fucked up her life, if I had known she was pregnant with you then I might have gone back." Daryl shrugged; they both turned the horses to the road that would lead them to the farm.

Sonora just looked down; she couldn't really blame him for leaving her mother. He'd had stuff to do and he didn't know she'd gotten pregnant. Sonora figured that was the way life was, throwing hard balls in everyone's direction and having them scramble to pick them all up…

They rode in silence the rest of the way back to the farm, when they got there Sonora noted the ugly looks and ignored them easily. She and Daryl un-tacked the horses, rubbed them down, and then put them in their stalls. When that was done Sonora picked her bags up and left the barn, heading for her tent, it was getting dark and she wanted to put the stuff in a corner and hide it before she lost her natural light.

While she was walking towards her humble abode she was waylaid by the previously mentioned Rick. He didn't look too happy with her, and she could understand the feeling, she wasn't too happy with him either.

"What was that stunt you pulled earlier?" he asked, leaning in and getting too close for her comfort.

Sonora dropped her bags, narrowing her eyes. "First of all, get the fuck out of my face. I have this thing called a personal bubble and you're close to stepping into it." She told him, clenching her fists.

Rick blinked at her but stepped back a little. Sonora kept her hands on her bags, fighting the urge to cross them.

"Second, if you guys hadn't of acted like you were all chosen by Jesus to be executioners then I wouldn't have blown up at you and then almost run you over with the horse. That's your fault, not mine. Lastly…" here she released her bag and pointed to the right where one could see Lori trying, and failing, to eavesdrop unnoticed. "Deal with that woman, she has a God complex. She has been pissing me off to the point of where I will slap her nosy fucking face off if she tries to rule me." Sonora was full out glaring, sneer etched into her face. "Now I suggest you back off and let me go to my tent before I get angry."

Rick looked startled, Sonora took the opportunity and picked her bags back up and stalked off to her tent. As she passed by Lori she glared at her as well, her upper lip so far into the sneer that it was twitching. "You keep the fuck away from me, I don't like you." She said in passing.

Then she made it to her tent and walked into it, zipping it shut behind her.

One could hear the almost silent chuckles that were coming from Daryl, who had watched the whole thing.

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