[b]Cynthia[/b]

Cynthia dropped her pack next to the tree and settled across the fire from Sable, glad for the warmth. Then she belatedly realized there was more warmth on the other side of the flames, and half crawled, half scooted to sit next to Sable, leaning against him slightly. "Hmmm," She said, closing her eyes, "It must be nice, never having to be cold."

She sat in silence for a minute, then opened her eyes and sighed. [i]I should set up some wards if we're camping here for a while,[/i] she thought, pushing herself upright and walking a short distance from the trunk of the tree. She started writing her runes, a process that would probably take her ten minutes, for an area that big.