The camp had been set up at the edge of the road.
Reynaud condition had worsened, so Paracelsus had set camp in hope of easing his pain with new fumes.
The kobolds had been against stopping, but after a confusing explanation on nerve calcification
and a more screams from their dragon they relented. 


The camp was composed of two tents and the carriage surrounding a large bonfire,
shielding it from the cold wind of the distant mountains.

Bait was playing cards with the twins, and losing despite cheating.
Pink was sewing the holes of some cloth while Humper threw sticks into the fire.
Leaving Chad with the guard duty.

His eyes managed to peer into the dark forest, only the occasional owl or fox broke the monotony.
Hours passed and the fire had dwindled into embers he huddled over with a thick blanket. 
Everyone was asleep.
The cold barely kept at bay, but that was the only thing that prevented sleep.
He would not fail his dragon.
Barely clinging to consciousness, he heard the sounds of rustling.



The goblin sat next to him.
“Go to sleep, it my turn.”
She was wearing her mask again, yet her voice betrayed how tired she was.
Chad did not trust her, not to stay awake nor to guard.
Barely a few days ago she had shot at them.
So he didn’t move, they stayed there for a while.
Watching the dying fire and adding some sticks from time to time.
They were silent, untrusting of each other.
The howling wind made their fingertips feel numb.


The cold grew, and they added more fuel to the bonfire.
Chad retreated deeper into his blanket, only his nose poking out.
He looked to his companion in vigil.
She was shivering beneath the pile of rags she called cloths.
He didn’t trust her, but he couldn’t let her freeze.
But she also wouldn’t take his help, she was to prideful. 


He stood up and walked over to her.
“What do you want?” she grumbled before she was pulled into the pocket of warmth 
“HEY!” she complained, jabbing at him with her elbow.
“Stay still, you are going to freeze.” 
he began to regret his decision to help when a punch landed in his lower jaw.




They eventually found a way to share the blanket without touching.
But chad still was deeply uncomfortable.
“Take of the mask.”
“WHAT? NO! why?”
“it stinks.”
 Chad could endure the cold, he could even endure the goblin that wanted to stab him
But not the sewer smell that had attached to the mask.

They fought over it, pulling and kicking like children.
And the grabby kobold hands overcome the challenge.
“Give it back!” she screamed while Chad put the mask behind his back.
“shhh, you are going to…” he didn’t finish, she head-butted him before he could finish.
That make him fall backwards, and taking her down and trapping her within the blanket.
The roll a bit more, trying to gain advantage over the other.

Chad finally emerging victorious thanks to grabbing one of her legs with his tail.
Gasping from the exertion, she comes face to face with Chad, who is on top of her.
“Fine, you win” Chad is not paying attention to her words.
They both noticed their position and blush in their strange ways.
They try to get away from each other, only to realize that they had become entangled in the blanket.




They eventually became free, pushed out into the cold wind.
“Fuck” they thought, and silently returned to the warmth under the same cloth.

They don’t dare to speak, they are still too embarrassed for that.
But Chad tail betrayed him and began wondering the curves of his partner.
The goblin gasped and grabbed it.

“Stop that.” She ordered.
“Can’t help it.” He said trying to take it back.
She looked at him, now noticing the bulge in the kobolds undergarments.
She really wanted to be mad at him, but another part had curiosity.
“You don’t find me ugly?” she asked
“No? You are very soft.” said the kobold, which had been way too close to really pay attention to her scars.
She practically leaped into his arms, hugging him tightly.

He panicked once again, unsure what he had done .
He hugged her back, nuzzling to her neck
Letting her heat seep into his scales.
His mischievous tail coiling around her belly.


They stayed like that for a while, Chad comforting the goblin who occasionally sobbed.
Eventually falling asleep in a tight embrace.
"Well shit." thought the kobold, who now had to perform guard duty with a gobin in his lap.