Chewing habitually on his lower lip, Daryl took a seat on the outskirts of the group within the wreck of Hilltop. Although fiddling with his crossbow, his attention was on his friends, and on the young boy who looked so much like his father.

Who’s about? He’s bored shitless and about to go off on a hunt.

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//Gif Starter for @OfSouthernBell He’d found them. Years of searching and dead ends had finally paid off. Laying eyes on his little girl for the first time in so long, a wide grin formed on the man’s lips.

He’s found one daughter. Now where’s the other?

“Maggie.” A sigh of relief slipped from parted lips. A sight for sore eyes indeed.

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Engulfing her in his embrace, Hershel held his oldest daughter to his chest and pressed a kiss to the top of her head. “Me too, Maggie. Me too.”

—Starter for @OfRedNeckness The older man had most definitely noticed the redneck taking a keen interest in his daughter, and therefore wanted to discuss the matter with him. Finding Daryl alone outside, Hershel approached slowly and took a seat beside him. “Daryl.”

—Starter for @FlaxenMelody Spotting his daughter with the young Judith Grimes, Hershel made his way over and took a seat beside the pair. Beth definitely had a way with children, she was extremely maternal like her mother once had been. “She’s getting big now.”

//There’s a reason for my UN by the way.

The man rarely she’d a tear, but there were most definitely tears in his eyes as he finally looked down and met his daughters gaze. “All the better for seeing you.”

//I’ve not forgotten this account. I’ll be around.

“She does. I’ve missed you too, Maggie. You’ve changed so much.” It was rare these days that the man had much to smile about, but this was one of those occasions for sure.