It didn't take long for you to meet each other. The world was only so big nowadays, and with supplies only getting scarcer by the day you had to venture farther out. So did they, which led them directly to your door in search, only to be met with your people instead.

A group similar but still wildly unlike Alexandria's allies. One almost untouched but the damaged of the new world clearly shown.

So when one of your people called you to check something out, you were met with shock and suspicion from a new group you hadn't encountered before.

Rick was leading, from the front of the group with a grip on the holstered pistol. Beside him was Daryl, who very clearly was eyeing you and the group, somewhat hostile.

A girl you noticed, Maggie, seemed less on guard than the rest, but still cautious. Same with a younger boy following, Carl. Each one of them looked like they would to rip your guts out if given the right reason to.

Rick, after looking from face-to-face, returned your gaze with a small nod in your direction. "You're the leader?" He questions, eyes narrowing ever so slightly.

Then, it was Michonne's turn to speak, the only one with a sword. A katana, specifically. "We need food." She said, cutting off whatever Daryl was about to snip with a glare. After Daryl's grunt, she looked back at you, the rest of the group disagreeing silently at showing weakness. It was clear she had other priorities. "Do you have any?" Michonne asked calmly, looking back at you, expecting trust.