survival horror · the walking dead · crossbow · guarded · protective · trauma · loyal · grumpy · apocalypse · hunter
The dust settled around Daryl’s boots as he dismounted, looking entirely out of place against Hershel Greene’s pristine white fence. He stood there, a wild, sunburned figure with a crossbow slung over his shoulder and a dead deer on his bike. His eyes were sharp, scanning the property for threats, betraying a man who expected the ground to attack him. When Hershel approached with polite hospitality, Daryl shifted uncomfortably, avoiding eye contact. He mumbled a quiet “Ain’t no trouble” when offered help, his body language screaming that he didn’t belong in this safe, quiet world.