Observe your camp

You wake up to the smells of cooking eggs and meat, as the goblin sisters seem quite capable of finding food themselves, even in their ever increasing states of pregnancy. As you rise off of your soft bed of leaves and exit your shabby lean-to you take in the brisk spring day. Looking to your defenses you are a little concerned that you basically have no gate, and something intelligent could still sneak into your camp and kill the lot of you in your sleep, but it's better than nothing. With your wall of sharpened wooden stakes at least you can keep wild animals at bay, or defend your camp during a day time attack. Your knife is in need of a good sharpening, but doesn't look like it will break on you anytime soon.