❝ look who's digging
their own grave. ❞
❝ that's what they all say. ❞
﹙ the walking dead fanfiction ﹚
﹙ daryl dixon x oc ﹚
﹙ season one - season eleven. ﹚
﹙ started 11/15/20 ﹚
﹙ note; lowercase inten...
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THE GATES opened, michonne riding in on her horse. the woman had found it on one of her runs and tamed it, calling it flame. it became the new prison pet sort of. it was an excellent way to get around - it fed itself and provided manure.
the pair stopped, greeting her.
"well, look who's back," daryl smirked.
rosaline waved to her, "good to see you."
the woman smiled at her before shooting daryl a look, "didn't find him." she was referring to the governor.
daryl wanted to get revenge on him for killing his brother for the longest time. sometimes she hoped that he was gone as far as he could be.
the marksman dipped his head, "glad to see you in one piece."
"i'm thinking of looking over near macon," she suggested glancing at rick to check with him. he didn't seem impressed about that idea, "it's worth a shot."
"there's a lot of walkers over in that direction." rosaline pointed out, "would you manage?"
daryl nodded at rosa before turning back to michonne, "it's seventy miles of walkers. you might right run into a few neighborly types. is it?"
a pause.
rosaline leaned back, adjusting herself on the seat. it was hopeless looking for something that could be long gone, but they did not want to rule that possibility out, "so?"
"we're gonna check out the big spot; the one i was talking about, just seeing." the dixon told rick, giving a shrug of his shoulders.
rick stared at him before bobbing his head up and down, "yeah, i got to go out and check the snares. i don't want to lose whatever we catch to the walkers."
"i'll go." michonne urged.
"you just got here!" carl piped up from the back whilst petting flame.
she grinned, "and i'll be back."
"isn't she becoming bright?" rosaline shook her head with an impish smile. daryl scoffed before patting rick to open the gate. he went off in a jog as the man started off his motorcycle, pushing the pair forward. rosaline gripped onto him quickly letting out a squeak, "asshole."
daryl chuckled, "my bad."
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the group arrived near a supermarket of some sort. there was a chain-link fence built up around it just like at the prison. however, something that daryl had taken note of was how the army had come and put it up. as he talked to bob, rosaline called rhaegar over.
