Post by Deleted on Dec 20, 2014 20:34:25 GMT
It was times like this, that Robin had a thing for living in the woods. He couldn't live in a normal house, as he was so used to living in the outside world. With a smile, Robin had just finished fixing the tent in which he and his young son lived in. Granted it wasn't living, it was just a spot to sleep. With a look around of the camp, Robin realized the fire was in need of help to get bigger. If the fire was to cover the whole camp, and keep it warn, their needed more flames.
Looking for his son, Robin wanted to make sure Roland knew how to fix a fire. It was important that his son knew how to do this. With the sun falling just under the tree-top line, Robin had to hurry. He wanted to make sure Roland got to sleep, at a reasonable hour. Though, Robin wasn't much to judge, as he never got sleep on a usual time. He spent most nights awake.
Finding Roland, around a tree playing 'treasure hunt', I game Robin had taught his son. He walked over, and grabbed Roland quickly, scaring his son. "I got you this time. Want to go help me make a fire bigger? Can you help me find some good fire sticks?" Robin asked his son, before looking up when he heard branches crackling in the outside woods.
"Roland, go in the tent ok? I'll be back. Don't open it for anything." Robin sent his son back to the tent before looking around for whoever had been out there.
