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bitethemall (bitethemall) wrote in pandorarpg,

Fenrir gave her a nice little shove when they entered his cave, then took a moment to throw another log on the fire. It seemed fairly warm in there to him, but she kept acting like she was cold, so he figured he wouldn't die if he sweat a little, but she wouldn't freeze to death at the same time. She was rediculously thin and small, and he'd realized the day before that she might require some extra work to keep alive out here. He had a ruck sack in one corner of the cave that he'd sent one of his boys out for earlier while he was stalking the Brown girl, but he hadn't had a chance to go through it yet and see if the supplies he'd requested were accounted for. Not that he doubted they would be, because if they were, that bloke out there wouldn't be the only one getting a fiery branch to the face today.

He grabbed up the ruck sack and opened it, looking inside and grinning a little to see that everything was there. Before he started to pull things out, he turned to respond to the girl. "I said I'd let him go, I didn't say when that would be sweetheart." As far as he was concerned, he'd just agreed not to kill him, that was about it. "And the boys didn't promise anything, just me." It was a nasty twist, but that was just the kind of person he was. After getting that straight, he reached into the sack and pulled out a fairly thick blanket and tossed it at her. There was also a little camping cook set, with a stand, pot, and fork. He pulled those out and dumped them on the ground next to her. "I noticed you didn't seem to care for raw meat. You can cook it if that will make you eat so you won't starve to death. That would be unfortunate, and I'd have to go out and find myself another girl to drag back here." He smiled, half mean, half not so mean.