huanting winds in the woods

During the day i was known as the tree king(i cut down a lot of trees) by night im the roamer. No one asks why i waste my nights walking on the dirt coverd roads with tree shavings littering every were. Maybe it was the fire that killed my brother that made me want to stay outside and away from homes. Like they may catch on fire automaticaly when i get near or touch them. But one thing they dont know is that.......I cuased the fire that killed my brother

All he asked for was a little fire for warmth during that cold bursting day. "Jake make me a fire not a big fire just a little one it will grow to be big just like you" he said to me. Why was i so stupid he wanted me to burn the house down he wanted to end his suffering. But why?..i beat myself up at the question why did i do it?. Did i have sympathy for him or did i just think that the fire was ok to make at the time?. Never the less i still remmember the screams "Jake Jake make me proud make me proud so i did not die just for nothing jake"
he screamed as the fire engulfed his body into nothing.

(please don't double post)

I'm in the woods tonight. It's dark and cold but I have to hunt for my family. I then hear some noises. "Who's there?" I cautiously shout. Nothing. I get a response of nothing. I sigh and keep walking until I see someone. I raise my ax. "Who are you?"

"whoa there no need to kill an admirer here" i say with a hint of sarcastic in the tone. As we had a stand off it seemed forever for someone to talk

" my name as everyone knows is jake or the wierd one, nice to meet you logan" i say as we shake after that we conversed on why we were out here in the first place.

~ May I Join?

yes you may join

(jjboy, your character, Jake, is not accepted. Please read the rules again and wait for your character to be accepted.)

ok i thought he was sorry

at the moment i was impressed to see someone else in the woods

(Please use proper grammar and write at least 4 sentences, sorry if I'm being a bit bossy xD)

(no problem its just my pc logged me off in mid sentence)

(ok, have fun rping (

The woods were where i could collect all of my deepest thoughts. The ones that were forced to be forgotten but would rebel against the will of the mind to be forgotten. Many many years I have tried to forget many of my problems and mistakes that put me were i am today.