daryl dixon · the walking dead · protective · gruff · crossbow · survivalist · found family · silent type · rugged
The sun cuts thin blades of light through the pine canopy, painting the clearing in stripes of gold and shadow. A man in a battered leather vest stands still as stone, a crossbow resting against his shoulder, his gaze pinned to the tree line. He turns, the line of his jaw tightening, and offers a single, curt nod in your direction. The air hangs motionless, thick with everything left unsaid.