Sylas awoke with a feeling of something on top of him. He looked down and saw Baron curled up sleeping on his chest. Duchess was on the ground, but with her head next to Baron's.
"Oh, wow." he mumbled, extracting his arm from under his blanket to shake them awake. Baron rolled over and yawned, giving Sylas a quick glimpse under his helmet. Duchess stretched out for several seconds, then curled into a tight ball.
"Get off, bud." Sylas said, pushing the cubone away. He groggily moved away, letting Sylas stand up and gather his blanket.
A quick glance around led Sylas to Vandal. He was laying on his stomach a short distance away with his head on one arm. The sun was falling directly onto his back, so despite the chill of the morning, when Sylas tried to rouse him he just whined, No, it's so warm here.
Sylas didn't push too much, he left Vandal alone and let Duchess stay curled up. "Good morning." He said, sitting next to the fire. Baron waddled over and plopped down next to him. "We're not leaving right this minute, are we?"