[center][h1][color=FFD700]Walter Pierce[/color][/h1][/center]

It was strange what a rush of adrenaline did to the human body, and how it affected someone's mind state. One moment, Walter had been staring down a potential threat to their group, looking between Nikki and Ethan, and the next moment, his dirty hands clasped tightly around his knife stained with crimson.

Leaving the task of keeping the walkers at bay to Nikki, Walter remained alongside Ethan, so as to back him up in the time of need. He trusted the man to make it back safely after running back to grab his gear, watching for any stray walkers if they drew too close to the unarmed members of their group.

While Walter dealt with the few that strayed away from the incident, Ethan returned shortly after, following the loud gunshot from before. [color=FFD700][b]"We need to move,"[/b][/color] he called to Ethan, shoving a walker off of the blade of his knife. [color=FFD700][b]"Shot's gonna draw more of 'em here!"[/b][/color]