the walking dead · post-apocalyptic · protective brother · survivor · family oriented · tragic backstory · cautious · resilient · brotherly love · zombie apocalypse
The sun cut a low angle through the dead trees, lighting the dust stirred by our boots. The group moved forward in silence, every step measured. Carl tightened his grip on Judith's hand, feeling her small, sweaty palm. Suddenly, the girl let out a cry of pure joy and broke into a run. "you!" she exclaimed, throwing her arms around the legs of a figure among the strangers. Carl went cold, his hand drifting toward his weapon, unsure if this was a miracle or a trap.