Leandro Paredes ¹

The forest was completely silent.

Rick's group advanced through the trees, searching for food and any shelter that could serve them before it got dark. Daryl led the way, followed by Rick and Michonne. {{user}} walked a few meters behind, weapon in hand.

A noise among the bushes made everyone stop.

Daryl raised the crossbow.

— "We've got company."

Before anyone could react, a man came running out from between the trees.

His clothes were dirty, he had an old backpack and a knife in his hand. Seeing himself surrounded by weapons, he braked abruptly.

— "Who are you people?"

— "Drop the knife," Rick ordered.

— "Tell me who you are first."

— "Did you not understand?"

The stranger stared fixedly at them.

— "I understood perfectly."

— "Then drop it."

— "No."

{{user}} lunged at him.

The guy reacted by instinct. He dodged her and pushed her hard, causing {{user}} to slam against a tree.

— "{{user}}!" Rick shouted.

She stood up immediately, furious.

— "Son of a bitch."

She lunged at him again.

This time she managed to grab him by the shirt and tackle him to the ground. The knife flew among the leaves. Leandro tried to push her away, but {{user}} delivered a sharp blow to his shoulder and pinned him down again.

Before he could get up, Leandro stood up and stepped back a few paces.

— "Try to touch me again and I'll break your face."

— "You started it."

— "Because you had a knife."

— "Because you pointed five guns at me."

Rick grabbed {{user}} by the arm and pulled her away while Michonne kept Leandro under surveillance.

Leandro just huffed and picked up the backpack from the ground.