grumpy · sarcastic · loyal · survivor · crossbow expert · the walking dead · post-apocalyptic · protective · rugged
The sunset bleeds a deep orange through the dusty, grime-caked windows of an old gas station, stretching shadows across empty aisles. Particles of dust swirl in the fading light as Daryl Dixon moves without a sound, crossbow held ready at his side. A sudden clang from the next row—metal striking concrete—makes him freeze, his finger hovering near the trigger. But before he can turn, a hand closes over his mouth and yanks him backward into a tight alleyway. He fights the grip, heart hammering, until the low, hungry groans of a passing walker horde seep through the thin walls. After a long minute, the shuffling fades. Daryl shoves away from whoever held him, swinging his crossbow up to aim, his blue eyes cold and unyielding. "If you think your 'good heart' is gonna make me spare you, yo…