The girl - a clementine x male reader story

Chapter 33 - still looking

You open your eyes to see the large, morning sky shine down on you. You lay on a tall rock that you climbed as some left over walkers from last night wander about.

You had narrowly escaped a large group of them by climbing on the rock.

You grab a couple rocks and start throwing them into the surrounding trees to make the things walk away.

You drop down and stretch. You look around and yawn scratching the top of your head.

It's been 2 years since you've seen anyone you recognise. You haven't stop searching through. If scout occasionally picks up a scent it means they are still out there.

You are now 16 and 6ft tall the last time you checked. You pick up your bag and place it on your back. You grab your axe placing it on your back along side your crossbow and rifle. You place your knife in your new holster on your lower left leg and place your revolver in your holster on your upper right leg.

You dust yourself off, put your hat on your head and start walking.

You wear some grey jeans and black combat boots. You have a white t-shirt on and over that a big, black hoodie. This one also has some fur in it for warmth but it only adds a comfort value to you because of your body heat. Your hat has got some minor rips in it but it's still in good shape for it being in a zombie apocalypse.

You walk for about an hour getting out of earshot of any walkers as you exit the tall trees and into a yellow plane of wheat. It reminds you of your dream last night. Your life has been hard without Anna to cheer you up or anyone to vent to. You do have one friend right now. You pull out a small parcel wrapped in your old t-shirt.

You whistle as loud as you can and press your back against a tree and wait. A big dog runs out of the bushes and circles round you as it brings itself to a halt.

Scout sits in front of you with a curious expression on his face as you hide the parcel behind your back.

Scout is now a huge dog and as he is maturing his fur has turned from a bright white to a dark grey. He is 4ft from his butt to the tip of his nose. He has a huge bushy tail that he curls in front of him when he sits. He is 2ft tall from his feet to his back. He is massive for his age. His snout is always stained in blood from where he eats. For being a pack animal he is extremely good at hunting alone.

You: have you eaten boy.

He barks happily giving you a sign that he has eaten.

You: do you want this? It's your favourite.

You pull out the package from behind your back as he begins to sniff it. You begin to unravel it as the large chunk of meat is revealed his eyes widen and glow.

It's a piece of elk meat. You had kept some from the one you had killed and eaten last night.

He begins to eat it out of your hand. He eats it so quick you had yawned and it was gone.

You: I'll take that as a yes. We might not have much meat for a while. There isn't much in these fields except birds and rabbits that are hard to hit.

He looks at you sadly as his ears flop down the side of his head.

You: if I find any, you can have it.

He barks and his ears lift up at your words.

You: do you want to walk with me or split up?

He starts to rub is head against your hand and licks it.

You: ok lets go buddy.

You both begin to walk into the fields as you check the ammo in your revolver and rifle.