Sofia frowned as she tried to distract the pack, changing her targets based on which of the mangy coyotes got too close to the other people. Her dark gaze did not miss a beat, taking in the behavior the pack displaying and<i>tsking</i>when she noticed an arrow lodge into the coyote's chest, a wince when the other was stabbed clear in the ribs. As much as they would love to sell the pelts, she knew that the sloppy work wouldn't earn them much. Pelts with holes sold for much less and the only way to get a decent amount was killing cleanly at the head. They had one, possibly two hides that she could make use of though she knew their time slot wouldn't work in her favor. Her brow did raise at the skill displayed by the young woman, her respect for the only other female rising slightly. It was painfully obvious that the other lacked finesse though his courage would serve them well.<br/><br/>Their voices carried through the mostly open location, something that once again had her questioning the higher ups' decision to make the meeting location so unsafe. With water at their backs, open fields and highway to the sides, and an old decrepit strip mall in front of them...they were basically sitting ducks. The male spoke a language she wasn't familiar with and it quickly piqued her interest. There were not many people educated enough to read or write, many that weren't that bright with proper speech--granted that was the younger generation, yet this man spoke two languages. When the last of the coyotes fled, she lowered her bat, keeping the glare from their eyes as they resumed their trek towards herself and Dex. Her muscles tensed the closer they got, not completely sure they were part of the crew heading toward Haven. A quick glance at Dex's stiff posture immediately told her that she was not alone in her suspicions.<br/><br/>They could easily be part of a trafficking crew, looking for easy prey to sell off or cannibals looking for their next meal. One could never be too careful when interacting with new people especially so far away from town. Upon closer inspection she realized with dismay that she didn't know who these people where, granted, she and Dex stuck to their small group of people so it wasn't unusual that the couple were a mystery to her. Her attention turned to the man, older than herself and Dex yet not old enough to be a burden. Why had<i>he</i>been selected? The young lady she understood given the way she dove without hesitation into battle but the almost clumsy attack from the male was...disheartening. Sofia gripped her bat tighter, nibbling on her full lower lip as she begrudgingly admitted that she was not much better in a fight. Two strong fighters, two who had other skills.<br/><br/>She rolled her eyes at Dex's blunt response. His tone was very matter-of-fact and left very little towards friendship to others. A lazy smile pulled her lower lip free at the true to Dex answer. While she herself would have sugar coated it slightly, she couldn't fault him for being the way he was. Life was hard for all of the people who had made it thus far. They had fell into the normal routine for the duo, Dex assessing quietly while she kept out of his way until it was deemed safe. The one time she tried to push him aside resulted in a brush with cannibals that had targeted them while she tried to search the abandoned research facility for more information. Little did she know they had taken up residence not too far away and little Sofia had walked straight into their path. The knife that had been meant for her throat found itself lodged into Dex's rib cage as as he pushed her out of the way and took the damage for her. It had been the scariest moment of her entire life as he bled profusely, the scar left behind reminded her of the incident every time she saw it.<br/><br/>"As if you'd ever miss." Sofia stepped closer towards his back, peeking her head around his massive frame to study the pair with careful eyes before turning to the carcasses at their feet. "You know...I'm not sure it's worth it. We have to set out today and while I can skin them they need to be salted and hung." She said non-nonchalantly, noting the points of entry into each body. She hoped it wasn't obvious that she had omitted using his name until they knew they could trust the couple. With her attention on the bodies, she realized they could probably get a little for them but the time would set the group back and since only two other people showed up the others may not be as attached to trading supplies for an animal they couldn't claim. "I need...well, almost two weeks to dry them out." She sighed at the waste noting how the starving animals were skin and bones. Their meat wasn't the best but could be useful in dire situations.<br/><br/>The trip was to be made as quickly as they could, granted a time line wasn't given especially since they didn't know exactly where they were headed. Just Arizona. Still, it wasn't wise to stay in unfamiliar territories too long. She ignored the blood seeping into the dry ground, muddling the dirt an almost dark red color. They needed to be far away from here very soon, she realized quickly. The heat would scorch the bodies, prompting the decaying process and attracting vultures to come and enjoy their feast. The nasty birds had mostly mutated, one of the first bird species to do so or so she had been told. They were larger than before, meaner, and able to make off with an adult in their clutches. It didn't matter whether the food source was dead or not, if they wanted to eat they did yet with the mutation the humans had realized the bird's ability to smell a fresh kill increased. Her group did not have the sanctuary to hide in while she worked on the bodies.<br/><br/>"So..." She drawled out, returning her attention to the new comers. "Did you guys get a look at the list? Are we it then?" She cocked her head to the side. Smaller list meant less people they were responsible for while also meaning it was a greater chance to get ambushed. Fuck. "What part of town are you guys from anyway?" Sofia asked, shifting her weight in a sign of unease. She wasn't as stoic as Dex, something she was sure he wished he could change about her and yet here she was. Even if they could mention the section they lived it didn't make them in the clear. Cannibals had a distinctive look in their eyes, some even sharpened their teeth for more effective eating. This wasn't the full cannibalistic tell, especially among the newer consumers, those looked just like everyone else.  While none of these individuals shared a resemblance to that distinct group it didn't clear them from other areas of crime. "Not to be a jerk or anything but we want to make sure we can trust that you're part of the...selected." She caught herself from giving away their destination even if it was unknown.