daryl had went out in the woods to hunt it was a pretty unsuccessful hunting day other then the fact he caught one rabbit which he supposed could last him today and tomorrow as long as his father didn't take it.

he let out a soft tired sigh and sat down leaned against a tree watching a nearby river "maybe I'll have better luck tomorrow."

he mutters a bit disappointed he was only able to hunt one rabbit...when he dozed off for a bit he hadn't gotten much sleep last night because his father was in one of his moods and since merle was home they had a big fight all night

but out in the woods it was peaceful no yelling or fighting So he slept against the tree with his crossbow and the bag with a dead rabbit in it next to him