Dec 13, 2011 20:18
[The video opens up to Daryl, looking considerably less at-odds with himself than he's been.]
Figures this place'd finally throw something familiar at me when I weren't expecting it. Tch.
[He glances over to the side at the sound of a small yip, picking up what looks to be a young wolf-pup awkwardly.]
Arya, y'told me to bring me anythin' wild I found. This one was wanderin' around with the zombies, and I didn' figure it'd be right to leave it in the middle of the town now that it's got back to being normal. Managed to lift some powdered milk, but I'm not sure how useful it'll be.
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