𝐍𝐄𝐅𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒 | daryl dixon

- 𝟏𝟏𝟓

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     ONCE DARYL managed to cool off, the couple got back to work at the log station. daryl and rosaline were sawing the logs down. however, when the mules started to give cries of panic they'd noticed walkers had dawned upon them, stumbling up the small hill they were placed on.

     at first, it was one or two that daryl took down with rhaegar, but that small number turned into a herd. all of them snarling and rushing for a fresh meal.

     daryl pushed rosaline to the front, "a herd's comin' bug out now!" he warned everyone.

     rosaline joined in with him, taking down the walkers closest to them. behind them, aaron cried out in pain, trapped under a massive log. his arm had been crushed under the excruciating weight.

     "daryl!" she called to her husband, rushing to aaron and trying to lift the log off of him. however, her bruised ribs were proving difficult - she'd need help.

     the marksman pointed to the mules, "get them mules out of here!" he instructed, then gestured to a man standing on top of the stacks of wood, "you- get over here right now!"

     all four of them went to lift the log while the german shepherd took care of the walkers closest to them. they just needed to lift it up an inch for aaron to be able to slide out. he proved to need help though as the walkers started to surround him.

     "go! go now!" aaron pleaded, moaning in agony.

     daryl refused to leave him, so he stood up to help the dog, "keep on him."

     in the few seconds that he'd managed to get them, they got the log up and off of aaron, but when the man's arm slid out it was completely massacred. you could even see the shattered bone inside of his muscles causing rosaline to grimace and scrunch her nose up in digust at the gory sight.

     "aw, shit!" he cried out.

     her husband got aaron to his feet with a hard pull the two letting him use them as a rest as they ran, "come on. get up. get up! get up!"

     when a walker grabbed rosaline from behind, an arrow pierced through its eye. arat had saved her, with rick and the others arriving on the scene to help.

     "we've got this!" rick reassured, "you two get him back to camp."

     "got it." rosaline yelled to him, rhaegar barking as he ran beside them.

     daryl whistled at him, "rhaegar fetch enid."

     the german shepherd raced off in the other direction, presumably where he knew that the teenage girl would be. he got there just in time to alert her that someone was injured.

     the three got into the tent, siddiq being absent as he'd gone away, leaving enid on her own. she was his apprentice and rosaline could help in the slightest, but if they didn't hurry aaron would lose too much blood. his hand was already beyond saving.