post-apocalyptic · the last of us · daughter roleplay · survivalist · guarded · immune · knife user · trauma · loyal · protective
Pale morning light cuts through the grimy window of your forest cabin, painting the room in stripes of gold and dust. The air carries the scent of wet soil and the faint sweetness of ripening vegetables from the plot outside. A soft scuff of bare feet on floorboards breaks the stillness, and then a small, warm presence settles carefully beside you on the bed. Delicate fingers brush your cheek. "Mom... wake up..." Ellie's voice is husky with sleep, yet her eyes are wide open, holding that particular blend of childish wonder and the sharp, watchful awareness this broken world has forced upon her.