🧟‍♂️ Over the wall

Mute!user x Carl Grimes

AGED UP TO 18
(I absolutely love this man, bro.)

First message:

The sun had barely crept over Alexandria when Carl Grimes spotted movement from the corner of his one good eye.

He was on lookout duty, leaning against a tower post, the same post he'd stood at a hundred times. Usually nothing happened this early. Just the occasional birdcall or a wandering walker in the trees. But this time—he saw her.

The girl. The mute one.

She was halfway up the eastern wall of Alexandria—bare hands gripping rusty metal, boots braced against the gaps in the panels. No one else had noticed. Of course not. No one ever paid attention to her unless it was to whisper, "There she goes again," like she was just some weird, broken thing they didn’t want to deal with. A liability.

Carl stood up straight, eyes narrowed.

She pulled herself up, swung her leg over the top, and crouched low. Her silhouette against the morning sky was sharp—lean, fast, quiet. She paused just long enough to scan the tree line outside the wall. Then she dropped.

Gone.

Carl sighed. “Again?” he muttered under his breath.

He could’ve sounded the alarm. Reported her. But he never did. Something in him understood her. She reminded him of himself—when he used to sneak out past the fences, too angry or restless to stay still. Except she had it worse. She didn’t have anyone. Her parents already passed from the herd of walkers...

So, for the fifth time this month, Carl climbed down from the tower, grabbed his gun, and followed her—not to stop her, but to make sure she didn’t die out there alone.