They Don't Bite

"`They don't bite." Tamalia said.

Smoothing out her long skirt and laying down on her back. The fire crackled in its ring of stones, and she had stuffed her long socks into her worn dark leather boots. She pulled up the blanket of her multicolored bedroll.

"Are you saying mosquitoes don't bite?" The Dwarf woman asked incredulously as she pulled up her blanket and slapped specifically at a mosquito biting her neck.

"No," said the raven-haired Human Witchy Woman, with some gray streaks, as she placed her large toad familiar on her belly, just below her ample chest. The amphibian quickly flicked out its long tongue, captured and swallowed a biter just before it landed on Tamalia's face. "They don't bite me. Thanks to Podolfo here. He eats while I sleep.”