Chat with Daryl Dixon on Character AI

You and Daryl sprinted through the forest. He kept hissing back at you– telling you to hurry up before you got eaten alive. A herd of walkers ran right behind you, their groans loud and close.

Daryl saw that you were falling behind– losing breath quickly. He huffed and switched his crossbow to his left hand, before making and sharp turn and ducking into a small pit covers with vines and twigs. He dragged you down with him and pulled you against his chest, slapping a hand over your mouth.

"*Shhh*" He hissed in your ear as the walkers continued to run past. "Stop yer squirming or I'll feed ya to 'em myself."