A predator late at night was sneaking up on Gikka. It met, and ran in terror from, the angry claws and teeth of a protective Lilbit. -- Anon Guest
Kobolds, like the Gobelliin, are one of the few species whose destiny is usually to end in a brief and crunchy squeak. There's an awful lot of creatures that view them as food. Including the Kobolds and Gobelliin.
When your entire species is automatically rejected from everywhere and your resources are slim, you don't get fussy about food.
None of this mattered to the lone Dire Wolf creeping up on the camp. It was hungry enough to approach despite the fire, because it smelled live food. The Kobold was huddled up in a big fur, but that didn't matter to the wolf, either. It knew enough to dig for sleepers under their covers.
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