"Keep moving!" Nora shouted to Andrea, launching her bullets left, right and center to keep the majority of the horde off of them. The blonde continued at her side, a few terrified whimpers fleeting from her lips as she continued popping the zombies full of lead. The army had managed to force them into the woods and the sun was rising over the trees, providing just enough light for the two women to see the true danger that surrounded them. "We need to find our way back to the highway!" She announced, grunting as she unloaded a few more shots.
"We gotta survive this shit first, Nora!" Andrea responded. The Irishwoman's gut twisted and clenched in worry for the blonde's safety and for her own, but mostly for the safety of the dumb redneck back at the farm. The last she had seen, he had gone off to save Rick and Carl. Had the whole group been separated? What if they were the only two left to find?
What if they never came looking for them?
The haunting series of clicks caused Nora's ears to perk as a few more undeads managed to spot them. Blondie was outta bullets.
"I'm out!" She announced, bashing the butt of the gun into a walker's skull. "I need ammo!"
"Here!" Nora tossed her firearm to Andrea and readied her bow. "I do better wit' dis anyway!" She launched off multiple arrows, taking down a set amount of walkers and continuing well through the morning with the woman.
Being in the woods for days on end with walkers at every turn wasn't something Nora had ever bargained for in her training. She had helped Andrea climb a nearby oak and the girls lashed themselves there with rope to sleep for the night. Come the morning, maybe most of the walkers would pass by them. Or they would just have to continue battling their way out.
"I'm gonna have to find some way to get me arrows. Could come in handy." She announced to Andrea, who nodded.
"We'll find a way." She replied as she watched the Galway Archer twiddle her last arrow between her fingers. "You worried about them? The group?" She asked.
Nora's head lifted to meet her eyes and she shrugged in response. "Bit." She was more concerned about Daryl and how he had faired in finding Rick. What if he was still in that barn, dead... alone... turned? Nora forced the thoughts away. "I'm assuming they fled to Sophia's car." She added.
"How do yah figure?" Andrea's eyes narrowed curiously. Nora shrugged.
"S'what I would've done."
After encountering Michonne and passing out from exhaustion, Nora thought things couldn't get any weirder.
That was... until she had awoken to the sight of a neatly kept... doctor's office?
"We want our weapons! Where is Nora!" She heard Andrea shouting as she shot up from her seat and bolted for the door. Just as a tall man with dark features burst through with Andrea and Michonne in toe. "Nora! Nora, you're okay!" The blonde rushed to hug her, only causing the Galway girl to awkwardly pat her back and pull away.
"What's dis about our weapons?" She seethed at the man.
"He won't give 'em to us." Andrea replied, shooting a glare at the leader.
"Well... I see we have a problem already..."