<div class="floatleft">(http://img195.imageshack.us/img195/4926/nishkahead.jpg)</div><strong><br/>"Goodbye,"</strong>whispered Nishka, a smile on her lips as she watched the cat leave.<br/><br/>She turned back to Calypsa, and checked on her. They didn't have much in the way of blankets, but the girl did have one, made from soft wool, in her pack.<strong>"Stay here, Calypsa,"</strong>she murmured, brushing the woman's forehead softly. She crawled over to her pack, and pulled the warm, fleecy blanket out. After throwing another piece of dead wood onto the fire, she came back to Calypsa.<br/><br/><strong>"There's just the one blanket,"</strong>she said softly, kneeling down beside her new friend,<strong>"so we'll have to share. You better not hog all the covers, either!"</strong>She laid down beside Calypsa, and curled up close to her, pulling the woman into her arms and against her chest. It was a cold night, and the pair would have to sleep close together, beneath their lone blanket at the edge of the fire, in order to keep warm. The last thought that entered into Nishka's head, before she lost conciousness was,<em>Gosh her breath is tickly right there.</em>