When I Wake Up

The sounds of the nighttime jungle mixed with the crackling of the fire, melding into a rather soothing lullaby. As the fire began to sink lower, Chimera rose, grabbed a few more pieces of wood, which he stacked beside where he was laying, and tossed one into the flames. As he did so, a somewhat chill wind blew in off of the sea. Mismatched eyes turned out to the rolling waves and a contemplative sound pulled from his throat. A leftover cold front from winter?

Rather than go back to where he lay before, Chimera slid down to lay in the sand on the other side of Reila, his back against hers so that their body heat could meld, warming the pair mutually. He thought nothing of it. She had taken the initiative to touch him first, so he didn't think she'd mind this gesture. If she did, she could move. With the fire at their faces and their coats pressed together, the crisp wind would mean little.

A long breath was expelled from the man as he settled his chin down upon his pale foreleg once more. Eyes closed to mere slits against the luminescent fire, eventually closing completely as he became more comfortable.

"Speech"