<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://www.studentsoftheworld.info/sites/music/img/535_jmac12.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Matthew Binx<br/><strong>Witch Name</strong>Arwen Moonstar<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Crone's Grove<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Open<br/><strong>Time &amp; Action</strong>Evening 10pm-ish<br/><hr/><strong>"Well... Im glad I had a chance to hold you and give you shelter."</strong>Matthew grinned as Yiska caressed his face and he wanted nothing more than to lean into it and hold his hand.<br/><br/>After Yiska hugged him He was beaming happiness.<strong>"I can make a satchel from some of the stuff I have.  Im a tailor so I always carry some thread."</strong>Yiska took his hand and they tried to look past the darkness to no avail.<strong>"I have an idea."</strong>Matthe spoke, removing his cloak and his white shirt he wrapped it around a fallen thick branch and handed it to Yiska.<strong>"Hold it and yourself still for a moment."</strong>He backed up and his eyes gleamed white, the thunder rumbling outside as it entered the cave it hit him directly in the back, Matthew wincing as it curled around his arms and outstretched hands, lighting the fabric and the branch around which it was wrapped making a makeshift torch.  His eyes returned to their color and he buckled for a minute to his knees from the pure power use and him having been a bit weak from the all day storm.  His skin smoked from where he was wet and the lightning it, drying it.  Matthew then stood up and walked back to Yiska smiling and looking forward so they could explore a bit.