Blood ( TWD - Carl Grimes )

I'm a giraffe

*Sages POV*

"Sage!!! I'm hungryyyy!!!" My 5 year old sister, Aylah, pouted.

"Don't be so loud. And I'm hungry too!"
I spotted a liquor store across the road. They might have food, right?

"Stay right here while I go in, and scream for me if anything happens." I handed her one of my knives.

"Be qiuck!" She pouted for the 10'th time today. No. This hour.

I cautiously approached the door of the liquor store and knocked on the window to attract any possible walkers inside. Nothing. I tip toed inside, being quiet just incase. I couldn't find any food, what the heck? I kept searching until I turned around a corner and saw a man chugging a bottle of whiskey. His 3rd, I counted his pile beside him. "Go away!" He shouted at me. I pulled out my knife just to be safe. "Who are you?" I asked. "A giraffe." He chuckled and I rolled my eyes. He was obviously drunk af.

( AN - lol sorry abt the AF )

"Do you have a camp?" I asked him.

"Sure do! Follow me!"

I grabbed Aylah and as the man lead me to his camp, I couldn't help but notice he looked familiar.

He had a sleeveless leather jacket with wings on the back. His hair was long, about to his jaw. He was sort of tall, maybe 5 feet. He looked about 45 in age. His face was dirty and he had buff arms. He held a crossbow and on his back he only had 4 arrows.

"Umm, Sage? Who is this guy? Remember what mom used to say? Stranger Danger!"

"Well Aylah, strangers are the only people alive anymore"

Aylah looked down.

"I miss mum"

"So do I" I said, but trying to stay in a good mood.

My mum died before everything whent to hell. She was in a school shooting. She worked as a teacher. We never met our dad, so we whent to an orphanage once mum died.

Seems like a good time to tell you about myself. I'm 16 and about 5 feet. I had brunette hair to about my shoulders, but I always had it up in a ponytail.

As for my sister, Aylah, she was only 5 and had red hair. He hair was short, about to her jaw.

The man was sober by the time we got to his camp.

( AN - probs not lmao )

"Who's this Daryl?" A man said.

"This is Aylah," he said scruffing my sisters hair.

"and this is Sage!" He said.

"How do you know our names? You were drunk when you took us here"

"Drunk?" A woman said to Daryl. She looked around 35 and had really short grey hair.

"Calm down Carol, I wasn't THAT wasted"
he chuckled.

I scoffed.

"You said your name was giraffe"

A boy that looked around my age laughed.

"Alright, Daryl. No more going on runs alone for you, and for you two young ladies, I have 3 questions for the both of you. How many walkers have you killed?"

"15, I think" I said.

"None" Aylah said.

"Alright, how many people have you killed?"

I didn't answer for a couple seconds.

"One" I said.

"None" Said Aylah.

"Why?" Asked the man.

"She was gonna turn" I said then looked down.

"My names Rick" He said, breaking the tension.

"I'm Sage and this is Aylah. I'm 16 and she is 5. Were alone. No group."

"That's Carol, Glenn, Daryl, Maggie, Judith, and Carl"

"Hi" I said looking at all them.

They looked to be nice people.

( AN - Sorry the chapter was so long!!!! Hopefully you guys like it so far. Christmas is tomorrow, so I won't update tomorrow. Maybe the day after. Bye! )