Ali
"You might want to run away or get into a tree." Ali spun around at the sound of a voice. A boy, yelled at her from across the glade she had just landed in. Seeing how massive the walker horde really was, she gasped and quickly climbed back up the tree. Ali risked a glance over her shoulder and saw two more people, girls by the looks of them, clambering up the other trees in the clearing. "Careful, some of the branches aren't as strong as they look," she called. Ali continued climbing, silently berating herself, why did she tell them that? Now there would just be more competition to live. But she felt an odd connection to these three strangers.

