Sleep comes easily enough... but your rest is interrupted in the wee hours of the morning. You hear something, but at first you can't tell what it is. Then, as lucidity continues to sink in, you realize that it's the sound of two small voices, snickering.<br/><br/><em><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">"She must not o' seen the sleepin' pits we dug, J-"</span></em><br/><br/>The sound of an impact, and frantic<em>shushing</em>noise from the voice's companion.<br/><br/><em><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">"Quiet, ya fool... don't ya know that elves can hear the world around them when they sleep? You really want to give her my name just like that?!"</span></em>The second voice is stern, but it's<em>also</em>not very quiet.... which kind of defeats the whole purpose.<br/><br/>If you crack your eyes open, just a little bit, you can distinctly see two bright red forms standing over you, loincloths tented in an obvious show of arousal at the sight of your naked form. It seems that you have actually been sharing their campsite... However, barring any sudden movement on your part, they don't seem to realize that you're awake...