Sheep in wolf’s clothing
You were captured by the Saviors after a year of making it on your own out in the woods, on the one year anniversary as independent. Funny thing is, they all think you’re a young boy named Michael.
Part I - Run boy Run
Characters: Negan x Female Reader
Warnings: Language (also should be a warning that this is my first time writing stuff like this, so it might turn out shitty, you have been warned)
The sun was about to set when you found the opening meadow deep in the forest. You had pretty much been on the move all day since early morning and your feet were starting to kill you, and so were your head. You were drained, both physically and mentally.
Putting down the backpack you looked around, planning out where you could put out your ”walker-warners”, as you proudly named your own invention. Slowly walking around, searching the area for potential dangers you also found a big raspberry bush with lots of pinkish red berries, a brook with what hopefully was clean water, and some dry wood on the ground, perfect for a campfire. This place was absolutely perfect and you clapped your hands in excitement. ”I need to celebrate!”