Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150220061957/@comment-5614539-20150222081415

Lythe was cooing softly, hitting the bars of her cot with her hand.

"Here." Rythian said as he took his trenchcoat off, wrapping it around her. He picked up his saddlebag from where his horse had thrown it and got to work building a tent, following which he made a campfire, all in the space of two minutes. He then returned to crouching beside Lucia, offering her a boiled creme treat.