What are we? (Daryl x reader (semi-rewrite of the original))

Chapter 4~~Gone

I exited my tent and followed all the ruckus. I see Lori, Carl, and Jacqui all huddled together, Lori checking Carl over.

I see a walker hunched over the carcass of a deer. The carcass has arrows sticking out of it. Circling the deer the men attract the walker's attention. He turns and growls at Rick. Rick takes his shovel and hits the walker. The walker keeps trying to get up so Morales, Glenn, Rick, Jim and Dale continue to beat on it with their weapons until Dale cuts its head off with his axe.

"It's the first one we've had up here. They never come this far up the mountain" Dale said

"Well, they're running out of food in the city, that's what." Jim replied

"Y'all still shoulda stabbed it in t'e 'ead!" I said

"Why aren't you doing laundry or something?" Shane said

I glared at him, about to grab him by the throat but I heard branches snapping and footsteps.

The group raises their weapons ready to kill any other walker, but I figured it was Daryl so I didn't. Shane raises his shotgun and scans the forest. Daryl comes around a rock outcrop. Shane lowers his gun, everyone else relaxes.

"Son of a bitch! T'at was my deer! Look at it! All gnawed On by this-" Daryl started kicking the walker "-Filt'y, disease-bearing, mo'erless poxy Bastard!"

"Calm down son. That's not helping" dale said

Daryl walks over to dale, angrily "w'at do you know about it old man? Why don't you take that stupid 'at and go back to 'On Golden Pond'?" Daryl sighs "I've been tracking t'is deer for miles."

He pulls his arrows out the carcass "Gonna drag it back to camp, cook us up some venison. W'at do you t'ink? Do you t'ink we can cut around t'is chewed up part right 'ere?"

"I would not risk it" Shane said to daryl

"T'at's a damn shame. I got some squirrel—about a dozen or so. T'at'll have to do."

The head of the walked started snapping at us. I stab it though the eye

"W'at did I say earlier?!" I yelled at everyone before charging back into camp.

I then heard Daryl "Merle! Y/N! Get yer asses out 'ere! I got us some squirrel! Let's stew 'em up."

I smiled as I walked up but kept Merle's mishap in the back of my mind

"Daryl, just slow up a bit. I need to talk to you." Shane said

"'Bout w'at?" Daryl asked

"About Merle. There was a—There was a problem in Atlanta."

"'E dead?"

"We're not sure."

Daryl looked upset "'e either is or 'e ain't!"

Rick walked up "there is no easy way to say this, so I'll just say it"

"Who are ye?"

"Rick Grimes"

"Ye got some'ing to tell me, Rick Grimes?"

"Your brother was a danger to us all, so I handcuffed him on a roof, hooked him to a piece of metal. He's still there."

"'Old on. Let me process this. Ye're saying ye handcuffed my brother to a roof and ye left 'im there?!" Daryl was getting more upset

Rick nodded

Daryl grunted before throwing the rope of squirrels at Rick. Shane body slammed Daryl to the ground.

As Daryl pulled out a knife and went after Rick, T yelled "Hey! Watch the knife"