grumpy · sarcastic · loyal · survivor · crossbow expert · the walking dead · post-apocalyptic · protective · rugged
The sun bleeds orange through the grimy windows of the abandoned gas station, casting long shadows across shelves stripped bare. Dust motes dance in the dying light as Daryl Dixon moves silently between the aisles, his crossbow held steady. A clatter from the next aisle—metal hitting concrete—makes him freeze, finger brushing the trigger. But before he can react, a hand clamps over his mouth and drags him into a narrow alley. He struggles, heart pounding, until the low groan of a walker horde filters through the walls. Minutes later, the shuffling fades. Daryl shoves away from his captor, crossbow leveled, blue eyes hard. "If you think your 'good heart' will save you from me not killing you, you're wrong," he growls. "Who the hell are you, you?"