We took turns a couple of times to keep watch and sleep; it's complicated not knowing if it's day or night, however, I have some clues. I managed to perceive a change in temperature in the cave; it's slight, but my new senses detect it. It's not the first time I've noticed it, and it seems periodic, indicating a pattern. It possibly has some connection with the outside and whether it is day or night, since the thermal variable, although it increases gradually, reaches a point of stability that lasts for a prolonged period, then gradually declines and remains stable, and it repeats. For now, I will use it to measure and count the time we spend in the cave, until we go outside.

  On the other hand, I believe that the dragon of my dreams or great ancestor, as Garrl likes me to refer to him, fulfills his role of not communicating with me, since on the occasions when, besides sleeping, I managed to reach that place where I know he is, he didn't speak to me, nor did I make any attempts to communicate; I think he made his points quite clear, even though I know he is there, wherever that place may be.

  I also need to plan with Garrl what we will do. We still have the toad meat, but due to the lack of ways to preserve it, it won't last long before it starts to decompose; although with Garrl's and my appetite, I don't think it will last much longer anyway. Also, I miss being able to cook and season; I wonder if the kobolds have a cookbook; I hope they do. Oh God, I miss so many things! But I can't get depressed about what I no longer have any control over; besides, I hope that with time and finding the right ingredients, I can teach Garrl the great art of cooking. It's not that I was a great cook, but I managed to get by.

  Another factor in our favor is being able to eat raw meat without complications. I also haven't felt bad since I drank the river water, so I think it's safe to drink for now; it's not like I can boil it.

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  Which reminds me of the topic of magic: secretly and while Garrl was sleeping, I tried to imitate what Kirkarrg was doing, with a cup of zero success; I have no idea how to do that magic thing or maybe we are still too young, honestly, I don't know.

  Finally, as expected, several types of arthropods arrived on the remains we left of the toad. I also had to scare away some that wanted to come up where we are, but in general, they were like the ones we ate at the beginning with Kirkarrg, apart from something resembling cockroaches, worms, among others that I couldn't distinguish; it wasn't a pleasant sight, but it confirmed to me that there is a great source of protein, which I think will be easier to catch than a toad; what a situation I'm in! from being in a comfortable, warm house with food in a refrigerator or with a call; to sleeping on dirt and rocks; and feeding on a toad and insects, it's depressing, I can't cover the sun with a finger; or better yet, cover it with a claw, haha, ...………………………..How did I end up here and why? I couldn't stop asking myself every time I wake up; the truth...…………………………..

  - Brother! Are you lost in your thoughts again? What are you worried about?

  It's true: I'm not alone! I have Garrl. I don't know why I ended up here and I don't know if I'll ever find out; it hurts not being able to say goodbye to my family and friends, but I can't fall into depression, I must be positive. This new opportunity that was given to me may not have started in the best way, but it doesn't mean it can't be a good life: being a kobold! I wonder what it will be like? What does fate have in store for us?

  - Don't worry, Garrl, just thinking about what the future holds for us, as you taught me that the ancestors guide us, right?

  - Well said, brother! But may the GREAT ancestors guide and protect us in our duty!

  - Yes, I already know, Garrl, come on, tell me more about our village and, please, tell me that they do season the food!

  - Season the food?