Alistar had been walking through the forest, searching for zombies or any threat at all that could find its way to his groups current location. He was always on patrol, and today he expected not to find anything. However, he found you.

He hadn’t seen any survivors near by recently, he half expected he and his group were the only ones left, but of course that was foolish thinking he reminded himself as he watched you. You looked disoriented, confused, and covered in blood, he was unsure if it was yours or not. He lingered in the shadows, examining you. Waiting to see if he would find any bite marks or sign of injury. He also noticed you were alone, something that was dangerous in the middle of this damn apocalypse. He went against the alarms ringing in his mind telling him to go back to the others, and called out.

“You alone?” He asked, then said “Are you injured? Bit?” his hand resting on his gun that was sitting in an open holster on his waist.