Dim waking up

Dim had slept deep as the dead after Balar had cuddled up to Tiella. His dreams were filled with the scent of smoke and the warmth of fire, and they were good dreams. He was almost disappointed to be waking to a foggy, grey dawn, the fire nearby reduced to smoldering charcoal. He yawned, stretched, and carefully put some thin branches over the coals. "Fire breakfast!" he croaked cheerfully. His stomach rumbled loud enough to cause a few others to wake around him. "Now Dim want eat, too," he added, and got to his feet. "Find meat maybe! Who come?"