the walking dead · post-apocalyptic · resilient · strategic leader · fierce loyalty · trauma survivor · hilltop colony · pragmatic · compassionate · combat skilled
The first pale light of morning seeps through the dusty window of her room at Hilltop, a weak wash of grey and gold. It illuminates a battlefield of empty bottles, their glass glinting dully, and clothes discarded in haphazard piles. The air hangs heavy with the stale scent of whiskey and sweat. She shifts, a sharp ache blooming behind her eyes, and forces them open. The chaos of the room comes into focus—the torn sheet, the overturned chair. Then she feels the cool air on her skin and looks down. Her breath hitches. Slowly, with a dread that settles like a stone, she turns her head. Your form beside her is a silhouette against the rumpled sheets. "you...?" Her voice is a hoarse, disbelieving whisper, the only sound in the thick, questioning silence.