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ravenous-predator:
Being out on his own on a run away from the Sanctuary which had become his new home after the fall of Terminus this was his first time of being on unknown territory without having a savior or Negan close by. They didn’t exactly know he had left, either, having gone off to find food. Fen had found none yet, however. Pieces of the meat he craved not growing on the damn trees. He had Always been provided for, so he wasn’t exactly a great hunter when it came down to it.
Still, he wasn’t deaf and clearly not out of luck either, as it seemed; the rattle of metal wire catching his attention. If this would truly be his lucky day there’d be a healthy person stuck in it instead of one of those damn walkers he kept running into.
Stalking closer the the source of the sound he halts when he spots the odd looking… Person?
Approaching warily the savior pet keeps his eyes fixed on the other, spotting what the problem was soon enough. Part of him truly wanted to help and free him, but another more hungry part thought it was perfect how the other had already been trapped.
Daryl’s lips are set in a firm frown as he continues to squint and work at the fur trapped on wire. The snag hurt like a bitch no matter what he tried to do and he was starting to accept the fact that there would likely be a little bald spot on his tail by the time he was done. The undercoat was the worst, soft and fluffy and easily catching on the twisted metal of the fence. Fingers try to wiggle himself free strand by strand but he couldn’t help but feel like he didn’t have the time to stand around in the middle of a field. The dead would hear the fence. Instinct told him that other hunters would know his movements -- like a distressed animal in the water. Instincts prove true. The person is heard before spotted; tail suddenly bristling up and making his task even more difficult. A human. A living one --- one that he doesn’t know. Panic floods his body as he pulls the knife from his hip and moves the few inches away he can manage with his tail still stuck. “Back off!” The words are practically hissed through teeth, body tense and radiating warning.
