Thread:WendigoLamet/@comment-34928186-20180902004619/@comment-28578706-20180904144234

Mastema grunted walking back towards Eae grabbing her wrist and took her underneath a willow tree. “Just stay up here. I cant- you cant just sit there and cry.” He snorted towards the angel he had given her a blanket and a small fire to keep herself warm. He sat down a few feet in front of her not looking. To him Eae was like a lovebird who just lost its mate, meaning. It would die. So he had to keep it alive until her other half returned or he knew her other half was dead. It had to be confirmed before he could even kill her.