IT ALMOST WORKED ! the walking dead ! season 3 episode 1 !
" take me one more time, take me one more wave "
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IT WAS ALWAYS quiet, the group far too dehydrated and malnourished to form sentences, natalia couldn't complain. she rather enjoyed the silence, in an odd way it was almost comforting. not having to entertain conversations, rather simply keep herself awake, listening and watching for the dead. then again, it wasn't like they had much to talk about, the only topic that ever was spoken about was where they'd go next, which road to take. which path had a herd, which road will get them out of deaths grasp.
it wasn't ideal, though none of it was. everyone felt dead, bodies weak, limbs burning from exhaustion, empty stomachs growling and only being fed scrapes that barley kept them going. fear had grown to be natalia's second nature, its all she ever felt anymore. between the moment she woke to the second she laid her head down, she was fearful. even when she slept, she slept with two eyes open.
it'd been months, since rick had told them he'd killed shane. within those months, lori grew more and more pregnant, her belly poking out further now. most of the group giving up a half of their share of food to feed lori and the baby.
since knowing, natalia often gave her mother half of her rations, lori would always decline, but she didn't have much of a choice. natalia would force the food into her mothers hand and walk away, not muttering a word. natalia wasn't sure when she began to grow angry with her mother, nor why, but that's all she felt when her mother was near. she only felt anger.
she blamed it on the lack of food, the lack of water and the lack of sleep. perhaps that was why she was so irritated, she could barley mutter a word to anyone without having an attitude or having a snarky comment to make.
scavenging became their new normal. each time a new house, a new building came their way; they scavenged it. taking whatever was left, whatever they deemed worthy of taking. the six slowly crept up the steps, weapons held tightly in their hands. rick gave them each a slow nod, raising his foot rick kicked the door in, muffled shots being fired at the two walkers that turned to them with growls. their bodies hit the dust covered ground with heavy thuds. natalia kept her gun up, moving throughout the old home, her boots hitting the wood with small thuds.
she moved up the steps, following after tdog, the two moving as slowly and as quietly as they possibly could, creeping as the wooden boards beneath them screamed out at their weight. the two went into opposite rooms, natalia slowly pushed the door open, brows furrowed as she moved the weapon around the room, her tongue poked the inside of her cheek in annoyance.
finding nothing but an empty bedroom, tattered clothes spewed around the room, a mattress laid on the floor in the corner, random stains on it, natalia pulled a face. disgust and defeat both evident on her features, it was clear she was giving up, they all were. hope amongst the group was dwindling. shaking her head she turned to leave, gently shutting the door behind herself, she made her way down the steps, pushing her gun into the holster on her hip, her teeth chewing on the inside of her cheek. eyes watching as the others hurried inside, daryl walked past her plucking feathers from a owl, a knife in between his teeth.
