He walks over and the creature turns towards him and says, “Hey there! I mean you no harm.” A angelic voice says. He turns towards the sound and starts walking towards it dropping his stuff as if thats where he belonged. Might as well get started living and looking.” He says to himself as he stands and stretches, “I guess this will be my camp ground.”
He walks towards the forest the way he ran and looks around trying to see if he can see anything through the dense jungle. Satisfied with the amount he gets he returns to the stick and starts arraging them in a way to home out of sticks to rest inside of in case of rain our any other alliments that may come in play here. Even though its for a good eason he just couldn’t handle the idea of having to give up his life he managed to make form himself. He returns to his supplies and quickly picks them up and returns to where he decided to put up camp.
