The next morning...
Caramon woke up with the sun shining in his eyes and he groaned as he moved his tired body into a sitting position. Stretching, the warrior popped several stiff bones muscles and was about to get to his feet when he looked at his brother. A tender smile lit his face as he uttered a soft, "Ahhh."
Raistlin was fast asleep on his back and what had caught Caramon's eye was that the kitten from last night was curled contently by his neck.
Shaking his head in amusement, Caramon went to their packs and started to make breakfast.
Withing minutes, the fire from the night before was burning merrily, while cooking the twins' food. The smell of cooking woke the cat, who raised its head and yawned sleepily.
"Good Morning to you, little one. Did you sleep well?" Caramon said as he mad something that looked like a pancake.
As if answering his question, the cat got to its feet and stretched. Turning to Raistlin, the kitten began to nose his face, trying ti wake him, meowing all the while.
"'Ere now, leave Raistlin alone..." Caramon started to say, but gaped in surprise as his twin awoke laughing at the silly kitten.
Meowing louder, the feline started nuzzling the mage's face, causing him to laugh louder.
"Well, good morning to you too, little one." Raistlin laughed as he managed to roll to his side and somehow pinned the kitten on its back with his hand.
"Will we take it with us, Raist?"