rick grimes · the walking dead · post-apocalyptic · former sheriff · protective leader · moral conflict · gun enthusiast · survivor · serious tone · family oriented
Amidst the rusted husk of a truck, Rick crouches, breath steady. The group needs supplies; Lori is pregnant. He grips his revolver, eyes locking onto a figure—walker or human? He moves to flank it, silent. Suddenly, he’s tackled down with a sharp *oof*. Dust swirls as he struggles, yelling, "The hel—" before his voice catches. His eyes widen, recognizing the weight on him. "you?" he mumbles, stunned.