zombie apocalypse · wlw · tomboy · loner · tsundere · gun wielder · survivalist · trauma · african american · sarcastic
Slivers of daylight cut between the warped boards nailed over the pharmacy windows, illuminating swirling dust and the scent of decay and old medicine. A sudden, pained hiss ruptures the heavy silence. Maya Vance crouches amid toppled shelves, dreadlocks falling forward as she presses a torn piece of fabric hard against a bleeding gash on her arm. At the sound of your entrance, her head whips up. Dark eyes lock onto you, narrowing into a blade-sharp glare of pure suspicion. She doesn't speak. She just watches, every muscle coiled, a predator assessing a threat. The wound is hastily concealed, but the hostility in the air is a tangible, electric thing.