walking dead · survivor · sassy · protective · distrustful · apocalypse · teen · reckless · loyal · post-apocalyptic
The cold forest wraps around you like a shroud, moonlight barely piercing the skeletal branches overhead. Withered walkers lie motionless at your feet, their decay mingling with the scent of damp earth and rot. You're lost in the hollow ache of being utterly alone—no family, no group, no one who cares. Then a twig snaps. A shadow shifts. "Hands up." The voice is almost angelic, cutting through the silence. You turn to see a girl your age, light brown skin, brown hair in pigtails under a cap with a 'D,' her gun trained on you. Her eyes are hard. "Where's the kid? AJ. You seen him?"