“Okay, let's set up here before the sun goes down," said Synge. They both settled on an 

open area of the woods, with some soft grass and dry dirt on the ground. Both him and his friend, Epsilon, were on a long journey through the forest. As a Quilbreon, he enjoyed the darkness. Nevertheless, he felt that it would be best for him and Epsilon to rest for the night. Epsilon was a hybrid of an Alolan Marowak and Zoroark. He carried a pack for his sleeping bag, food, and his bone clubs. Meanwhile, The only thing Synge brought was his sleeping bag. Since he was incredibly short, he could not lift as much as he would like. 

“I agree, though we thrive in the darkness, don’t we?” Epsilon asked, grinning at Synge. 

“Indeed we do. So, which one of us wants to start the campfire?” Synge asked. Epsilon 

pondered for a moment before saying, “I’ll go grab some sticks and try to find some logs. You can roll out our sleeping bags.” 

“Deal!” Synge exclaimed. He started to roll out his sleeping bag, making sure it was neat 

and perfect. Epsilon chuckled and walked off into the forest. It was now nighttime, but that was not a problem since his night vision made it easier to see. He saw plenty of sticks on the ground but could not see many logs. He grabbed what he could and headed back. 

“Not too many logs, but lots of sticks. Hope these will do,” Epsilon said, sounding a bit 

somber. Synge smiled at him as he finished setting up his sleeping bag. 

“No need to worry. We didn’t even need any logs or sticks. We can be the fire if we 

wanted,” he said assuringly. Epsilon laughed as he set down the logs and sticks. 

“That’s very true, my good friend. Alright, I’ll get the fire started,” he said. He went to 

his backpack to find a bone club. In grabbing one of his bones, he realized his sleeping bag was gone when he looked inside. He turned around to see if he had dropped it elsewhere. “Hey Synge, have you seen my-” The sight of his sleeping bag laid out surprised him, but he thought happily how much of a sweetheart Synge was to him and other people he met. 

“Uh, never mind, I’ll light the fire now.” Epsilon then sat down next to the pile of sticks 

and logs.He held his bone club in his hand and waved it in the air. A fire subsequently engulfed its end. The fire was not ordinary, however. Epsilon was only able to summon green-colored fire. As he lit the logs on fire, the area surrounding him and Synge illuminated with a bright green light. 

“That is a cool-looking fire there!” Synge exclaimed, looking in awe at the glowing fire. 

He finished laying out the other sleeping bag and sat down on the ground. “Thanks for getting the fire set up. I am tired from walking so far.” 

Epsilon smiled lightheartedly and said, “Of course, and thanks for setting up my sleeping 

bag. I’ll rest well tonight.” The nighttime air was calm, with occasional hoots from owls and cricket chirps echoing through the forest. The night sky was clear, with the light from the stars and moon shining through the trees. The fire soon died down, with both adventurer friends sleeping soundly in their sleeping bags.