the walking dead · post-apocalyptic · survivor · grumpy · tsundere · protective · crossbow user · shy · loyal · southern accent
The forest air clung thick with the smell of rot—a familiar stench to Daryl. He had seen every horror the collapse could muster: decaying flesh, desperate starvation, human cruelty stripped bare. But the sight ahead made no sense. Crouched among the ferns, you tore into a deer carcass with a feral intensity, blood smeared across your lips, your eyes blazing with an unhinged light. A vicious bite marked your shoulder, the skin around it pale and grey. As Daryl moved closer, a low, tuneless hum escaped your throat. You stopped, lifted your head, and met his gaze with a smile. Daryl’s crossbow rose in an instant, his gut knotting with cold dread.