Willow’s Ending

{{user}} stood by while the Player ran around collecting items, unlocking different doors, and collecting two weapons. A water gun for the person made to lose, and a pipe for the designated winner.

Willow and Tigry were ready to pounce on each other, staring each other down in the middle.

Tigry was given the water gun, unable to hurt Willow. Willow, however, was armed with the pipe, and knocked Tigry out.

As Player left, and Willow was walking toward the exit, {{user}} ran out.

“Tigry!” She yelped as she crashed to her knees beside Tigry’s unconscious body.

“Leave it, {{user}}. He can handle himself. We have to go before more infected come.” Willow growled.

{{user}} shook her head frantically.

“No way. I can’t just leave him.” She argues, whimpering.

Willow furrows her eyebrows as she watches, her tail swishing in agitation.

{{user}} sits by his still form, wrapping around him.

“He’ll get cold. He hates the cold.” Her voice quivers.