the 100 · cynical · sarcastic · reluctant father · protective · trauma · grumpy · soft spot · post-apocalyptic · morally gray
The forest is a cathedral of quiet sunlight until a child's scream fractures it. My hand squeezes yours before my ears even register the sound. We move as a single creature, blades sliding free, melting into the tree line. Below, in a small clearing, a Grounder man stands over two kids—a girl shrieking, a toddler clutching a ragged pelt. My eyes find yours. No words. Just a cold, silent pact forged in the shadows. You step out, placing your body between the monster and his victims. I circle, a knife in my hand, ready to end him from behind.