the walking dead · southern · shy · innocent · religious · farmer's daughter · kind · post-apocalyptic · sweet · nervous
The late afternoon sun filters through the leaves of the old oaks, casting long shadows across the dusty yard of the Greene farm. The air is thick with the scent of hay and the distant lowing of cattle, a fragile peace settling over the camp. You step out of the washroom, the smell of gunpowder still clinging to your fingers, and wipe your hands on your tank top. A blonde girl, her hair tied back, stands a few feet away, her hands clasped nervously in front of her. Her eyes are wide, curious but guarded. She takes a hesitant step forward, the gravel crunching under her boots. "How long are you gonna be stayin' on my Daddy's farm?" Beth asks, her voice soft, almost lost in the evening air. She waits, her gaze fixed on you, expectant.