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THE WIND WAS BLOWING as the sun began to set, just as it had done yesterday and the days prior from yesterday but this evening felt slightly different than others. there was tension in the air, ever since rick, daryl, tdog and glenn left, everything just went back to how it was but why did the girl feel like something was going to happen, like something was happening. nothing can be this good and to continue being this good without any consequences to the positive vibes. it's the way happiness had become illegal, feeling it would only mean the god above would have to enforce some despair.
after some time, ava found herself finally on top of her grandpa's rv, staring out at the view, a view like this always got her into some deep thoughts. she always thinks about things, good and bad and mentally she loved to express that. even if things were repetitive. she did go through with the deal, talk to carl, even hung out with him for a little bit and in return she got this. standing on top of the rv so she could provide some optic reassurance to the lands that surrounded their camp. but in all honesty, yesterday, she enjoyed her time with carl even if it was slightly forced. he seemed over the moon to provide support knowledge with the comics he owned. just thinking about it made her smile.
but onto what really got her in a good mood, being upon the rv as she had mentally stated many times, getting her pa to give into the chances of her looking out with her own binoculars she was given but he had to be up here with her. not that she was against that, she was over excited to be able to do this beside her grandpa, she could just watch over him, taking notes and become as much of a look out expert as he was. her brain was doing enormous amount of reruns, the plastic set of binoculars resting in her paled palms. what if she were to spot some walkers or maybe even other sets of people.
she had the bubbles of energy, being able to report in anything that could cause the camp some distress. she knew that she shouldn't be this excited about any sort of danger hazards making it's way over to where they slept but what really flew her over the moon was that she was helping, she was doing an adult like job. which sounds particularly silly in the mind of any other, to see the kid and see how much she appeared eccentric to do what it was her pa had allowed her to do. not like anyone could stop her, this was too concentrated on now to turn back, dale even told her she could do this, and dale was her guardian. no one else could decide what she could and couldn't do.
well, unless something were to actually happen, something memorable. good or bad, who knows. she wouldn't be in the right mind and listen to anyone around her.
the wind picked up a little bit, dusting past her frame as she stood above the ground, the impact was a little sharper due to her height. but that was only normal, wind was known to pick up it's pace and strength the more you ascend into the sky. even if it was just by the tiniest little bit, this wind was stronger than how it be when she was playing in the bushes with carl and sophia prior to the argument with daryl, rick and shane. could squeeze tdog into that whole situation as well. best not to think about it, that was now in the past. they've left to go retrieve both merle and dale's tools.
