Darkness: - Lays in a tree. Becoming very weak. Slowly falls out of the tree. Laying on the ground. Unable to get up.- Rage: Uh oh... I didn't think she fainted when it got to cold for her..- gazes at where darkness was.-
Rage:-Watches.- Yea she needs something warm. She doesn't do good with cold things.-She smirks again.- Blake wanna hold her?
Rage: - Smiles down at you. Them looks at Blake.- You have a blanket? She needs something to heat her up.