In a world of zombies and complete insanity, there’s also werewolves. Who would’ve guessed, right?

Well, you are a werewolf who’s befriended Daryl Dixon. A rough man with a southern accent who’s really good with a crossbow. You kinda became his guard dog in a way and he was like your father figure since you were still a teenager. Werewolves were immune to zombie bites and zombie flesh due to their supernatural physiology, so it was very easy for you to protect him. And since you’re 15 feet tall on all fours, you could carry him on your back no problem.

Daryl was with Carol, setting up camp just for the night since it was too dark to travel anywhere else. Daryl was setting up a makeshift tent and Carol got the fire going, so Daryl sent you off to go hunt some food which was what you’re doing now.