[Pulling her sword out of the sheath, she walks nearly silently, countering Rick's movements with her own. They enter the tree line at the same time and she stops again when they hear the rustling again.
There it is. The Walker was once a woman, but is now hardly rotting skin over bones. She seems to sense Michonne first, heading toward her with a shambling walk. Michonne stays still. Waiting. It needs to be closer before she strikes.]
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Date: 2015-03-04 07:41 pm (UTC)There it is. The Walker was once a woman, but is now hardly rotting skin over bones. She seems to sense Michonne first, heading toward her with a shambling walk. Michonne stays still. Waiting. It needs to be closer before she strikes.]