Scarlet was thankful for her horse being as strong as she was, behind her she pulled an old abandoned hitch trailer which Scarlet had packed with only the essentials for survival, knowing it was best to keep on the move than stay in one area too long with the dead walking around. Luckily they showed no interest in animals which, so far, had been something the redhead had used to her advantage, keeping herself hidden from sight under a blanket on the back of her horse, stained in zombie blood which helped cover her human scent as they slowly made their way around from area to area.

Her previous stop had been at a small encampment she'd stumbled upon, it was effectively a makeshift gunshow where traders brought their weapons and other things to sell and trade. Scarlet had managed to stock up while there, though she didn't want to stick around more than one night and now she was on the move once more.

Meet Zoe !!

She's not infected, and has actually proven herself to be the most resistant to the disease in the group, she's been exposed to it multiple times but hasn't actually caught it, however, because she doesn't catch pathogens often it would probably affect her horribly if she were to catch it. She's easily aggrivated but doesn't tend to lash out, but sometimes she seems fine yet is concerningly brutal towards the full-zombies when given the chance. Zoe often acts as the begrudging voice of reason in the group, attempting to keep everyone on track and out of trouble but at the end of the day she can only do so much. Her weapon of choice is an old bat thats seen several rolls of electrical tape but stays sturdy nonetheless.