( @jeffgriimes || starter call. )
The woods were normally silent. It wasn’t like there were many people left wandering about to make noise. Save the walkers, Sansa was on her own. The typical silence did make it easier to hear if DANGER was approaching, which was why Sansa f r o z e when she heard the rustle of branches. She first listened for the groans of the dead, but none came. A human. She wasn’t sure if that realization frightened her more or less than the dead approaching her makeshift camp. Reaching for her knife, Sansa tried to CONTROL her fear as the footsteps drew nearer.
❝ Who’s there?! ❞













