With so many people in their group, it's always a struggle to keep everyone fed. She knows that Daryl and Rick want her to stay behind, they try to tell her that they'll look out for her like they always do. But Beth doesn't want that, she wants to be able to pull her weight. And she does, gathering water and whatever animals she can possibly hunt with some snares that Daryl taught her and a knife.

She's been taught to keep her guard up, but the whistling of the wind makes for a great distraction, and she doesn't quite notice the man approaching her until it's nearly too late. Beth's shriek echoes in the landscape around her, hand already going for her own knife. Maybe not fast enough, though.