Ember Spark
Sparky AKA Flint
Azalea shot through the dead running down the street. Oh how she wished she had a group. The walkers were quickly following after her and the moans where brining others to feast on her. She growled and pushed her legs further. She was not going to loose. He gripped on to her knife as tight as she could, slamming it into some geeks heads if they got to close. Finally a building came into view. A small corner store. Her eyes lit up as she ran in to the woods. She couldn't have the geeks surround the little hide out she found. She ran in a big circle coming up on the corner store again. She climbed the latter to the top and sat down catching her breath.
(I won't be bringing mark in just yet. I wan the group to find him almost dead. Also one of you meet up with Azalea. It don't really matter)
(I won't be bringing mark in just yet. I wan the group to find him almost dead. Also one of you meet up with Azalea. It don't really matter)