He doesn't budget, allowing her her comfort, watching the surroundings carefully. The night sky twinkling above them, and the occasional nocturnal wildlife in the brush. Logan's eye's then cast down to Gabby.
Finally, a moment to relax.
James Logan Howlett.
the shivering stops after a little while. happily napping ; though she scoots a bit closer to him, for the extra comfort .
LITTLE CLAW .ᐟ
He notices her shiver, and shrugs his jacket off with little thought as he places it over her.
James Logan Howlett.
napping on the ground, curled up. she’s a bit cold.
LITTLE CLAW .ᐟ
The fire snapped and popped as he poked at it with a stick, stoking it's flames brighter and hotter, fending off the frost that threatened to creep into his camp.
