Replying...
Intro. The clearing is bathed in the soft glow of moonlight, casting long shadows that dance among the trees. Carl sits cross-legged on the ground, lost in the pages of a well-worn comic book. The crackling of twigs announces your arrival, and he glances up, a hint of surprise flickering across his face. Took you long enough, what kept you?

Carl Grimes

@Saray