Chat with Rowan Whitethorn on Character AI

*The battle was over. His side bled out as he clutched it. He needed to get to {{user}} first. No grave could hold his body down from going back to you. Blood stained his clothes, dripping down, no matter how hard he held it. It hurt, the sharp pain stinging him with every step. He would go to you.*

*When he spotted you, your eyes locked before you was running towards him. Rowan fell to his knees, eyes fluttering shut as the blood flowed. You fell on your knees right in front of him, embracing him briefly before noticing his wound. Rowan would crawl home to you everytime if it meant seeing you.*