My Mate Is A Hunter

Shot

I ran and the wind going threw my fur felt nice. It was those moments i get while running threw the woods thag felt like the world wasnt shit, i felt free.

I came to a stop placed my army bag beside a tree and as soon as it left my mouth i started panting. I laid down and fested for a minute. When i was getting tired i smelt it. I smelt the deer. My stomach growled at the smell and i instantly stood up and crept toward the deer.

Daryl's P.O.V.

"Goin' huntin'." I say walking up to Rick.

"Daryl you know you don't have to keep yourself from us." He says walking beside me.

I just grunt in response. Ive kept to myself ever sense we got the prison. I got a cell at the back away from everyone. Ive never really been good around people and when i killed Dale it got worse. Dale was like a father figure to me. I would talk to him when no one was looking. He helped me threw things that not even my own brother could. I actually told Dale about my past.

I walked out of the gate and Rick shut the gate behind me. I walked into the woods and disappeared from the prison.

I shot about ten squirrels and then i hear a twig snap. I turn and hold my crossbow up. Out came a wolf. It was a pure white with black markings on its back. I know its not right to kill wolves but i gotta take something back to the prison to eat. I quietly load a bolt and aim it at the creature.

Something had made a noise behind me which caused the wolf to look my way. It started to charge at me and i will admit i was scared. I turned and was going to run but instead i was toppled by a walker.

I hear a growl and in seconds the walker was ripped off me. I looked to watch as the wolf ripped the head in two with its claws.

Alex's P.O.V.

The deer is in sight and then a noise happened. I turn my head to see a man. He has deep blue eyes and long dark brown hair. He had a crossbow aimed towards me and i see movement behind him. I charge at the dead and the man turned to get pushed to the ground by it. I felt like i needed to protect this man.

I quickly ripped its head in two with my claws and when i felt happy with it i got off it and looked at the man. Shock covered his face. In respect i bowed my head at him, its a wolf thing.

I hear something move in the woods and instantly i took off running. "Stop!" A southern drawl voice rang threw the air and next thing i know is i felt a pain run threw my leg. I let out a yelp and fell to the ground.

Running came towards me and i turn to see the man and woman. The woman held a gun high and pointed at me. "Carol stop!" The mans southern drawl voice says to the woman.

"Daryl that beast was trying to kill you!" The woman yells.

"Do i look hurt?!" He yelled, "does it look like it was gonna to kill me?!"

"Oh well its food." She pulls the hammer back on her gun and her finger over the trigger.

A wimped left my mouth and i looked away getting ready to die. Instead i feel a kick. "Git!" The man yells kicking my back leg again.

I quickly get up and limp away as fast as i could.