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

Walter nodded. [color=FFD700][b]"Got it,"[/b][/color] he replied to Ethan, though a look of concern washed over the young man as he looked over his friend's shoulder to look for Nikki. Though more than enough of their own group had been consumed by the walkers already, including the ones from only moments before, he was not keen on losing any more of their people.

[color=FFD700][b]"Make sure she gets out, too,"[/b][/color] Walter told Ethan, wheeling around and starting down the road. He thought back to when Alex had split off on his own-- just where exactly did he run off to? He blinked, his feet eventually taking him to the opposite side and starting at a set of decayed houses and buildings.

Placing his knife back into its holder and grabbing his crowbar, Walter took a deep breath, citing the impending situation and time of day as a means to work fast. He kept a close eye on each corner, darting along the many complexes. The sights of the perpetually deteriorating civilization had been commonplace for Walter; he'd been along these streets and buildings many times, and so, he trusted his pathfinding was without flaw.

As much as Walter would have loved to call out Alex's name, so as to find the stray cat faster, it was obviously unwise to do so. [color=FFD700][b]"Which one..."[/b][/color] he mumbled to himself, eyeing down each building as a boarded one stood out. [color=FFD700][b]"Maybe?"[/b][/color]