"...but I think he'll be okay."
He felt a strange sensation pass over his body, but then it was gone. Gideon woke slowly, body burning as it warmed up. He heard the crackle of a fire directly in front of him, but could barely feel its warmth at first, his nerves still screaming about the cold.
"I believe he may be waking up." It was a male voice, that time. The first one had been female, he thought.
He was lying on his right side, with a thin pad underneath him, over what felt like a hard stone floor. There was a pillow under his head, and something soft and very warm was behind him. A thick, fluffy blanket of some sort lay over his body, up to his chest. More awake, but still feeling miserable, he reached up a hand to pull the blanket up to his neck.
...What? Why does this blanket have...bones?!
His eyes creaked open, and he looked blearily down, at a feathery wing.
His heart beat a little faster, and he felt a rumble from the mass at his back, as a voice came from above him and to his right. "Um...hi." Gravelly, but it sounded like another female voice.
He looked towards the voice, and saw big eyes in a fluffy white face, with a frighteningly large beak below. He blinked. The face seemed to smile at him.
Gideon turned away, across the fire, and saw the other speakers. To the right sat three dog-like bipedal creatures, covered in rough fur, and wearing basic clothing. From the position, he gathered the one in front to be the male voice he'd heard, and thought he might recognize him as the being who found him after--no, I don't want to think about that. To the left, a blue, big-eyed quadruped was sitting. This one had styled--if somewhat tousled--light blue hair, and was wearing a pointy hat, and a cape. She also smiled cutely at him.
He felt his 'fight or flight' instinct try to kick in, but his body was wasted, and his adrenaline spent. They're just strange-looking aliens, right? He felt gravity pull his head back down onto the pillow, and realized it was actually the arm of the creature that was warming him with its body, but he just didn't care.
His eyes fluttered shut and he felt pulled back down into sleep, his last clear sensation that of the wing shifting to cover him more.