#quidfaciamillud

[quidfaciamillud-blog]

there’s a quirk of lips from the archer and he shoulders his crossbow, jerkin his head pointedly toward the fence that borders the prison.      ”c’mon then.”

[thebetatohisalpha-blog]

                    Scott shifts his weight on his feet and then tongues his bottom lip.  “—Coming.”  He steps up towards Daryl, taking an alert look around the surrounding area before following along at his father’s pace.  

[thebetatohisalpha-blog]

"hey kid, wanna go for a hunt w'me?" - quidfaciamillud (father!au)

                     [ Cracking his neck, Scott turns towards Daryl and bites his bottom lip.  He gives a nod, knowing that he’s half on the fence about this, but they needed to survive as well. ]

                     “—Hunting?  Sure.”

[mama-dixon]

"... /'Ma?/" ~ [quidfaciamillud]

Everything stops as her eyes find him.    "— Daryl .. ?"