(OOC: Okay, sounds good to me! Hmm…Maybe it happens at Carl’s how and when the wolf attacks her the two of them fall down the stairs and she hurts her arm or leg? Or should the wolf manage to cut her while they’re fighting?)
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| [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 3px solid #151515; border-bottom: 3px double #151515; height: 150px; width: 235px; background: url(https://67.media.tumblr.com/40…o2tgb7i7ZN1ty9ngs_500.gif); background-position: center;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#424242; border: 3px solid #424242; border-bottom: none; border-left: 3px solid #151515; border-right: 3px solid #151515; height: 18px; width: 235px;][fancypost bgcolor=#151515; border: none; width: 200px; height: 20px; border-radius: 0em 0em 2em 2em; margin-top: -8px; font-size: 18px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center; color: white; font-family: bell mt; text-transform: lowercase;]Carl Grimes[/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#424242; border: none; width: 245px; height: 200px; padding: 10px; overflow: hidden; border: 3px solid #151515; border-bottom: none; border-top: none;][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 245px; height: 200px; padding: 0px; padding-right: 27px; overflow: auto][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 245px; min-height: 200px; padding: 0px; font-size: 9px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; color: white; font-family: verdana] Carl dipped his head at that, giving Skyler a thankful look. He was glad that she was willing to come with him to help check on his sister. “We’ll have to sneak around,” he told her quietly as he ran out with her. He slipped around towards the backyard of the house that neighbored Skyler’s. He kept an eye out for moment as he went, his knife drawn in preparation to stab anymore that attacked them. He could hear the panicked screams of some Alexandrians as he carefully led them towards his own house. [/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost] |
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