Thread:WendigoLamet/@comment-34928186-20180902004619/@comment-34928186-20180903043409

Caspian merely turned over wrapping an arm around Eae putting his head on the pillow slowly putting his other hand on her shoulder rubbing it lovingly. He felt warm once again in the cold house having a smile spread across his usually dark and moody face. For once Caspian felt content...not just with the warmth but the idea of ripping apart his victims limbs from their bodies feeling the joints disattach from each other. A great joy overcame him again

"Gonna find something to warm me up...I can't get a  fire going so I'll probably head back to my room and try to find a blanket in there." There weren't any blankets except for a wool blanket she let Mastema use knowing since he's a demon he's used to the warmth of fires. She felt the cold sting her feet as she began walking. She usually used towels to cover herself in her sleep making her way into the room.