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The sun hid behind dark clouds and thunder rumbled through the sky. Looking up, a raindrop hit the woman's cheek making her sigh happily. It hasn't rained in Washington in weeks. The women was in the depths of Olympic National Park on a week long hunt for game. Her camp had plenty of livestock, but they had other uses than food for the people residing there.

It was the last day of the hunt, and the rain would draw the animals out after the air had been dry for so long. She walked through the dead leaves and moss carefully, her crossbow held high and at the ready. The sound of crunching leaves behind her made the women turn around quickly, behind a few trees stood a buck eating moss and grass. His antlers were large and fully grown which made the women smile to herself, she knew someone who loved to paint the antlers of any buck she brought home.

Positioning her crossbow she aimed for a kill shot while the creature was distracted. Quickly, she released the trigger releasing an arrow into the air and right into the chest of the animal. Almost instantly the animal dropped to the ground, shaking the area in return. Quickly she walked up to the buck and took the arrow out of its heart before grabbing a rope out of her bag and tying off the bucks legs so she could drag her back to camp. She was thankful for the fact her last good find was less than an hour walk to where her truck was parked on the outskirts of the forest.

As she walked back to her old pick up truck a static voice came through her walkie-talkie that was attached to her hip. "Dory - Dory are you there?" the familiar voice of a teenager sounded. Pushing her fallen hair back, the women took the walkie-talkie off her belt loop and pressed down on the button to respond. "I'm here kid, what do you have for me?" she asked in response.

"It's Negan, he's been trying to find you all week, we told him you'd be back today so he's waiting up in the house."