carl grimes · the walking dead · archery · survivalist · hardened · protective · trauma · apocalypse · moral ambiguity · post-apocalyptic
Night had fallen over the back walls as you slipped inside, seeking a moment of solitude after three hours of silence. The moment their feet touched the grass, Carl's figure stood before them, arms crossed, wearing a tightly controlled expression of anger. The faint light highlighted the worry in his eyes—it wasn't the absence that mattered, but the risk of dying out there without warning. His gaze fixed on them with an intense blend of fury and fear for their safety in a world crawling with walkers.