𝗘𝗔𝗦𝗧 𝗢𝗙 𝗘𝗗𝗘𝗡 - 𝘁𝘄𝗱

𝟬𝟬𝟵: 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗣𝗥𝗜𝗦𝗢𝗡𝗘𝗥 𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗧𝗥𝗨𝗖𝗘

AEI: fighting for my life trying to get through s2 of this show, knowing full well it's s3 next, and i hate s3 even more than i hate s2. get me out!!! let me flee to s4!!! please!!!

also, sorry for the tiger neglect :( she's really hard to write for some reason. i'm just hanging on for the tiny scraps of fun stuff in s3, like tiger warming up to people (fractionally), tiger developing a southern accent, and the best bit; tiger interacting with merle. 

i can hear her in the back of my mind already. 

"SHUT YOUR MASSIVE FUCKIN' MOUTH, YOU UGLY RACIST! MY DADDY WOULDA SHOT YOU!"

ah, the good times. 

proceed with tiger-appropriate levels of caution.

 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪

There is a prisoner in the shed. 

Tiger isn't actually sure why he's there, if she's being perfectly honest. All she knows is that, a few days after Sophia died, Rick and Shane disappeared for a day, and when they came back, there was this really ugly-looking dude in the back of their truck, and now everyone's mad about it. 

Also, according to Carl, Daryl's been beating the ugly guy up. Sucks to be him, Tiger supposes. He really can't afford to have his face look anymore messed up than it already is. 

Anyway, if they really wanna fuck him up, they should've asked her to fight him. She's real good at fucking people up. There's still a sizeable bite mark on Rick's arm, and if Tiger tries hard enough, she can taste the remanence of his skin in between her teeth. 

Yuck. 

Cowboys taste like shit. 

Currently, her and Carl are crouching by the crowd of adults, making little hills out of the mud on the floor. It's the only thing Lori's approved for them to do — everything else is apparently too dangerous or warrants too much arguing — but they've still found a loophole. Every few seconds, Tiger will spit at Carl or he'll kick at her, and there'll be a hissed threat of;

"Stop stealing my dirt, assface."

At this point, everyone's too exhausted to interfere. 

"Boy there's got a gang, 30 men," Daryl says, leaning against a tree opposite them. His knuckles are bruised and bloody, crossbow still slung over his shoulder, and to Tiger's great annoyance, Boots is lying at his feet. 

Traitor. 

"They have heavy artillery and they ain't looking to make friends." Daryl continues. "They roll through here, our boys are dead. And our women, they're gonna... they're gonna wish they were."

Tiger shivers a little. She's heard that before. Jackie said it to her, back when they first crashed their car in the woods, and even if she doesn't fully understand what it means, she knows to be scared. She heard the tone in her sister's voice.

"You must always stick with me, and if I'm not here, you stick with Boots, 'K?  Men weren't nice before all this shit started, and they're gonna be even worse now. They'll hurt you, Tigs. They'll make you wish you were dead."

"We have no choice," Rick says, cutting through her thoughts. "He's a threat. We have to eliminate the threat."

Dale, who's standing beside Tiger and Carl, looks horrified. 

"You're just gonna kill him?" 

"Well, fucking duh," Tiger mutters. Carl snorts slightly, then looks annoyed at himself for finding her funny.