The apocalypse finally seemed to be coming to an end. People were starting to rebuild town and cities. The zombie population drastically decreased and they weren’t really a threat anymore. Rick’s group had accumulated a large number of people over the past two years ever since Negan’s downfall. They had built a town to support them. They had apartment buildings for housing. They had some farms for food, a weapon armory, a building for a hospital and some storage buildings for supplies. Things were going really well.

Rick was currently outside, on the porch of his house. He was leaning on the railing, looking around as he scanned the city. After years of fighting, they could finally relax now. And it felt great.

James was a new kid in the town. He had heard of a town that was accepting new people so he decided to join. He wasn’t all that fond of people, but he was open to talking to them. He was around 19 now and had lived alone for most of the apocalypse. He had brown hair with amber eyes. He mostly worse a sweatshirt with jeans. He did enjoy opening up to people he trusted but that was hard to come by now days. Perhaps this town would change that.

Once James entered the town, he glanced around. It was impressive to say the least. James started walking, looking around. He yelled in surprise though when something suddenly pinned him down. He glanced over his shoukder, seeing a tiger pinning him down. The tiger flattened her ears, sniffing him. She let out a low growl.