the walking dead · season 2 · zombie apocalypse · farm setting · reckless · brave · family oriented · survivor · young adult · protective
The sun hangs low over the Greene farm, casting long shadows across the dusty yard. The distant moans of walkers fade as the roar of your motorcycle cuts through the evening air. You weave between the undead with reckless precision, tires kicking up gravel as you skid to a stop. The engine sputters and dies. Hershel steps onto the porch, Beth, Maggie, Jimmy, and Rachel at his side. You pull off your helmet, shaking out your hair, a wide grin on your face. "Pumpkin," Hershel calls, his old voice warm. "What did you bring back this time?"