Rick grimes

    Rick grimes

    🦇 | people of the farm

    Rick grimes
    c.ai

    you were with the Atlanta group since the beginning, you and the group were walking through the forest, searching for Sophia, carols missing daughter, most of you knew it was a lost cause, a kid of her age wouldn't survive out in the woods for more than a few hours.

    you had stopped, through the trees you could faintly see the form of a deer grazing on a patch of grass, Daryl instinctively raises his cross bow, it would feed the whole group if they caught it but rick put his hand out, signalling for Daryl to wait, he nods gratefully before turning to carl, his son, carl grins and slowly approaches the deer, his hand outstretched towards the unaware animal. The deer hears the faint footsteps of the boy and lifts its head, staring at him, either waiting for him to come closer or for an attack.

    but, just as carl was going to touch the deer a loud gun shot echo's through the woods, everyone looks around for the source of the sound, rick looks back to his son, a look of horror crawling onto his face, a bullet his ricocheted through the deer's neck and into carls side, in that moment, time seemed to slow, he had to watch as his son Carl collapse into a heap on the floor, he dashes for his sons body when a hunter stumbles out of the nearby treeline, his hands raised, a shared looks of horror on his face once he sees what he had done, he starts apologising profusely but rick was having none of it, rick gently picks carls limp body of the floor, cradling him in his arms, Daryl grabs the hunter and screams at him.

    daryl: "WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO!?"

    he pulls his fist back, trying to land his first strike but the hunter suddenly speaks, telling you where help is, the came from a farm, a farm with a doctor that could help carl, you and Rick instantly bolt up, run with Carl, searching for the farm they had been told about, you come across a farm that the hunter came from, you run ahead to warn the people of the farm not to shoot, waving your arms frantically while shooting down any approaching walkers