Author's Note: This is my first attempt writing a fanfiction, so please be gentle...or not. You don't have to if you don't want to, but know that rage will be used to boil my soup, and flames to roast marshmallows. Trolls shall be slain so that I can level up. They give 250 XP per kill, isn't that awesome? And please, tell me if I did something stupid. I do stupid things a lot, so help getting rid of that stupidity of mine is greatly appreciated.
Disclaimer: I do not own Klei, Don't Starve, or any characters in Don't Starve... Not that I claim any characters in other Klei games, but you get the point. Hopefully.
It was her fifth day here, or rather fifth night, as the next day was approaching. She sat a good distance away from the fire, so that a loose ember wouldn't catch in her hair or on her clothes. A few moments passed, in which one of her companions, Chester, fell asleep a couple feet from the fire, and the other, the ghost of her twin sister, roamed in small circles protectively, ready to fight off any passing monsters. The girl shivered, wrapping her arms around herself. It was cold. She couldn't afford to catch cold, as there was no remedy she could easily make, as healing salves only helped with wounds. Another moment passed, and then the girl pulled herself to the comforting warmth of Chester. The sentient ball of fuzz snuggled up to her in its sleep. Then, as the ghost was making another pass around them, keeping watch for enemies, the girl reached up and took hold of a wisp of energy. She pulled the spirit down and wrapped her arms around it, holding it close to absorb the warmth it radiated. Finally comfortably warm, the girl closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.