"Wayne."

Wayne shook Zeke's hand, giving it a tight grip. It felt weird to Wayne meeting people and shaking hands instead of having them veer away from him the moment they see him. Or smell him, for that matter. Speaking of smell, Wayne wondered what made the cougar attack him like that. He looked back at the big cat's body, and it looked like it was starved. Maybe the walkers were giving the animals a tough time too, scaring prey off. Wayne really wished he didn't have to go all berserk on it, but he had no choice. Best he could do now is take the cougar's body and put all the parts to some use. Besides meat for food, the fat could be used to make tallow, and the tallow to make soap and candles. The sinews could be used to make thread, the bones for simple tools and for broth, and the pelt for clothing and leather.

"Hey, we should bring the cougar's body to the safehouse. Not good to waste a whole animal like that."