[b]Farren North – Road – Buck Bradley[/b]

Farren smiled warmly when Buck smiled at her and promised not to steal from her. She felt a stirring in her chest, feeling like he was sincere and she could truly trust him. It had been so long since she’d felt that about anyone it was like a blanket she could curl up with. She would have sighed contentedly if it weren’t for the walkers. She hesitated when he told her to stay put, wanting to help him. She bit her bottom lip, holding Dean tighter. She took a few steps back, watching as the man ran at the things with only his piece of wood. She slowly went to set Dean down in the grass, wanting to help, but the boy could never sleep away from his mother’s arms. He instantly began to whimper and whine, reaching his hands up. “Dean, no,” Farren whispered, panic in her voice. She whipped her head of brown hair around, blue eyes searching the dark as a growl started coming towards her, lured by the toddler’s noises. As Dean began to cry since Farren was refusing to pick him back up, she turned her body to block the boy, back getting clawed at by his fingers while she held the hammer ready to fight off the beast if it got too close. 

A yell from Buck caused her to move her attention swiftly from the deformed beast to her new friend, feeling a lump in her stomach at his words. She supposed they had all lost someone, or many someones, although Farren had been incredibly lucky to not lose Dean yet. “Buck!” she cried as the monster flipped the man over and the walker’s mouth began snapping at him. Dean was still crying, his sleep interrupted, as Farren turned, grabbing the boy’s hand and shoving his thumb into his mouth. Dean calmed slightly, tears streaming down his face as he blinked his eyes open, seeing his mom. “Dean, be good,” she said firmly to the boy before quickly leaving him sitting there, sucking his thumb while Farren lunged at the walker attacking Buck, planting a forceful blow of the claw of the hammer straight into its temple, the swing jerking it’s head and brain matter to splatter to the side. It was amazing what adrenaline could allow the body to do even in its most worn down state.