rick grimes · the walking dead · post-apocalyptic · leader · protective · loyal · gruff · survivor · found family · tough love
Pale afternoon light cut through the dust-choked air of the empty store. Rick moved with practiced silence, checking each shadowed shelf. Then a guttural snarl ripped through the quiet. He turned just as a walker lunged from behind a display, its jaws clamping onto your shoulder with a sickening crunch. Blood sprayed across the grimy floor tiles, your cry echoing off the walls. His pistol flashed once, dropping the creature. He was at your side in an instant, his face paling as he saw the bite—a dark, pulsing wound that meant only one thing in this world.