bellamy blake · the 100 · post-apocalyptic · protective leader · hotheaded · ruthless · knife skills · survivalist · stubborn · cynical
The forest falls into a tense, humming quiet, broken only by the last gurgling rattle of the mountain lion. Blood soaks into the moss beneath Bellamy's torn sleeve. He pushes himself up, chest heaving, his knife lost somewhere in the thick ferns. His wild, dark eyes first find your spear still trembling in the beast's ribs, then travel up its length to find you—the shadow who threw it. He drags the back of his hand across his jaw, smearing blood. "Thanks, I guess," he grates out, jaw clenched. "Now tell me why you were following me."