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Chubbs pulled Lily in to him and Amaya and cuddled all three women. He almost had to chuckle, never in his life would he think anything like this would happen. He wished he had Joli to cuddle too, he was getting worried, she wasn't as far along as Amaya but she had to be cold. Wait, she did say she was coming to this place, she had to be in another tent thing.

Hearing Amaya mumble he knew he couldn't let her sleep, even though she probably felt comfortable. Chubbs decided to talk to her.

" Ya know back in Australia, I had this really great blanket, wish I had it with me. It was really fluffy and warm, ya know so warm I slept out in the bush, under the stars, in the coldest time of the year and felt warm as toast. It was black and had this giant tiger on it. Wish I had of brought it hey hun"

Chubbs smiled at Amaya and smirked

" Amaya, I know you want to keep your hands warm, but did you have to stick them in there you littl minx? "

He grinned all joking like, showing Lily the humerous look also. He actually blushed a little and whispered to Lily.

" I'm kidding really, just the only way I know to keep her awake"

Amaya smiled slightly, a hoarse little laugh coming from her throat. "Sorry... can't help myself." Was her tiny reply as she played along. Her mind needed to be focused on the conversation instead of sleep, though it nagged at her constantly to fall into the welcome embrace of unconsciousness. It was warm there...

The mosquito had been alive for 12 days, 3 hours, and 27 minutes. She had bitten, in her life, numerous wild boar, birds, and other assorted animals. Never before, however, had she smelled so sweet... so unique a fragrance as that of mixed-breed blood. Was it a hedgehog, or was it something more- something, larger, sweeter, more like a human? It was intoxicating, and she soared towards the smell, blinded by her insatiable desire.

The landing was... soft, downy, though her tiny legs could hardly feel the difference. There was tawn-colored fur wherever she looked, and she extended her proboscis, slipping it down through the skin and latching onto the thin river of rich blood. With her first sip, she almost sighed.

And then she was smacked.

Emelyn hissed under her breath at the bloody remnant of the 12 day, 3 hours and 28 minute old mosquito on her stomach. She wondered if the blood would stain her fur, and she knelt back down to the river- where she'd been standing before 'the massacre', and rubbed that square down with water, until all that was left of the mosquito were a few crumbled legs... floating downstream.

That was the ninth time that she'd gotten bitten by one insect or another. It was infuriating to her, and a part of her wished that she could rescind her offer of a shirt to Cassidy, and cover herself up again. She had been walking about in her white, lacy bra for days- weeks- and although she was now slightly covered in her furry down, it wasn't enough to hold the nature at bay.

Em stood, startled by the sound of an unfamiliar voice, but somehow not scared- and she turned. The voice belonged to a man... a human, with long blonde hair and not an animal change to his name. Emelyn sighed, realizing she must be a sight, with her proto-quills at attention from being so summarily startled, tawny tan fur covering her body, which was covered only by jeans... and a white bra. She ran her fingers gingerly through the mess of quills atop her head.

"Emelyn. ...I hope I didn't startle you," she said, her meaning lying in that although he had been the one to see her first... obviously, she wasn't quite 'the girl next door'.

Emelyn shook her head. "I don't know, honestly." She came out from beneath the canopy of trees, into the clearing- and was amazed at how much rain could soak her in a matter of seconds. She'd soon go back into a lean-to- that was for certain.

"I've been eating grubs and other things," she explained, almost apologetic. "...But it's nice to meet you too." She realized she'd forgotten about that particular pleasantry. Something about his.. not being upset by her animalistic form suggested to her that she wasn't the first he'd come across.

"How long have you been on the island?" Em said, brushing the raindrops futilely out of her eyes.

"I don't know how long it's been anymore..." Em said, noticing Avery's cuts and bruises for the first time, and wondering if he was alright, "but let's just say I was in the first 'wave'." ...She paused, and sighed, resolute not to ignore the 'elephant' of obviousness. "In case you were wondering..." she waved her hands over her face and body two-second strokes. "Hedgehog." She said quietly.

Em shook her head, and rain came flying off her quills in every direction. ...It didn't matter. It was still falling down all around her. She had since forgotten about the mosquito- that tiny bloodsucker that had flown down out of a tree, protected in the shade. But truly, if she had thought on it, she would have realized that killing it wasn't so terrible as if it had been a sunny day. The mosquito would have never survived this fierce cavalcade of rain anyway, were she to venture out from beneath the tree's canopy after her meal.

"I... I don't know about the rain. A part of me thinks it won't ever stop. ...But that's probably just my emotional part," she said, only half-joking. "And it's alright. You're not being rude. If anything, you're taking everything... very well." She wondered if he'd been explained what was going on. "Who else have you met?" She asked curiously.