Clementine
"Oh, look at me, I'm such a damsel in distress, walking among the beautiful trees like a pretty little angel," I uttered to myself as I wandered around the trees.
This plan was going to suck ass. I don't know what made them think a monstrous Faun would fall in love with me when not a single werewolf has ever fallen in love with me and yet the three of them decided I could be a lure just angered me so much.
What were they planning on doing? I only raised my eyes to check on Ian, who was sitting on top of a tree, holding a rock that had an alcohol drenched cloth wrapped around it, and then he had a lighter in his other hand.
They were going to set it on fire and throw it onto the Faun. Did they think that would kill him? I mean, it could scare him. I was completely lost, but I was just playing my part because I did not want them to come yell at me saying I did not help them catch that Faun.
