afterglow [thread day 2]

He knew that it was probably best to give Fleur a little space. It was like a hot knife going into butter. Watching his weapon sink into the mutts eyes. Thread wanted to laugh, but he wouldnt, because right now, it would do him no good. Instead, he moved away from the carnage and found a table to sit at.

He didnt spend too long before realizing that there had been a tent in the area that he could have picked up. He wondered what it would have been like to have the real camping experience that didnt involve killing other children. He wouldnt know ever now would he? Especially after making quick work of the mutt earlier.

Maybe now he could see why Stitch was such a monster.

But for now he would have to grab a couple plants and keep on pushing on. That would make everything easier? Right?

Right?