The next morning I was up early and was locked in the cell so I just laid down until someone came to get me. Finally Carl showed up.
"Morning" I say hoping off the top bunk.
"Good morning. Would you like to join us for breakfast?" Carl asked
"Sure. Better than being locked up in here" I joke while Carl unlocks the door.
"Follow me" -
At breakfast I got to meet everyone. Beth, Hershel, Maggie, Glenn, Daryl, Michonne, Judith, Carol, Lizzy the list goes on forever, but it's nice to be around all these people. After breakfast I tried to socialise a little.
"Hey Lizzy." I say walking over to Lizzy with a big smile on my face.
"Yeah..."she says not seeming to interested in me.
"This is a really nice setup you have here" I say to her trying to make conversation
"You know Rick hasn't even said you could be in the group. So why don't you get back in your cell" Lizzy snapped.
I was in shock. "Umm...ok" I say timidly. Then I turn and leave to go to my cell. Why would she say that? She seems really nice. Maybe she scared for her family, or something else. When I get back to my cell Barnard, Norman and Mick are waiting for me
"something wrong?" I asked
"No but we have made a decision" Hershel said.
"ok" I say quietly hoping that they weren't going to throw me out like yesterday's trash. “Eleanor...welcome to the group"
"Oh my god thanks so much!! You won't regret it I was raised around hunting. I can track and trap anything on 2 legs."
"Good because you can tag along with Daryl maybe bring back twice as many squirrels." Rick said
"No problem." I say following Daryl out of the cell. When we get outside we stop at a shed.
"Here you go" Daryl said handing me my weapons.
"Thanks" I grab the weapons belt and put it on.
"What other weapons are you good with?"
"Umm lets see...compound bow, any type of handgun or rifle and knifes"
"Ok good," he hands me a bow "gun shots attract them" he says throwing his crossbow over his shoulder. -
Once we were almost three hours in the trip we found our first buck. We've had about 16 squirrels already and I was excited for some real game.
"Psssst, Daryl look, a six pointer." I whisper nudging him.
"Nice job my little redneck friend."
"Hey I'm no redneck! I'm Alaskan...everybody hunts up there"I snap back.
"You don't look Indian." he says dumbfounded.
"Not everyone in Alaska is Native American, which by the way would be the correct term, but yes I'm white my parents had transferred work there before I was born. Now can we focus on the buck?" I say in a hushed voice
"Don't be too sassy now, just saying" he whispers back
"Whatever. Are you going to take the shot?" I asked
"No, why don't you show me some Alaskan pride?"
“Fine" I say with a smirk. Pulling back my bow and lining up for the shot. 'Swosh' I let the arrow fly. The buck drops to the ground "Let's check it out" I say hoping the log
"Holy crap! Right though the eye. Little lady you sure weren't lying when you said you were a hunter" Daryl says in shock.
“I know. Now let's carry this back to camp. Were going to have full stomachs tonight."
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Starved
FanfictionEleanor has been by herself for a very only time. She hasn't found anyone she can trust, but will all that change when she find a group at a prison? When she gets there she finds a friend, but does it turn out to be more then that? When the prison g...
