And a good morning to you

Anthea blinked open her blue and green eyes, squinting a bit against the early morning light that was filtering into the room through a gap in the curtains. Windows were a concept that she was still getting used to and remembering to fully close the curtains before she went to bed was something she was still remembering how to do. Well, at the very least, it made sure that she was getting up at a reasonable time. She yawned as she began to sat up, rubbing a paw across her eyes and face to shake off the last bits of sleep—but before she could fully do that she heard a knock at the door. Her ears perked, the slate woman glancing toward the door with surprise. She knew there was really only one wolf it could be, but she was still getting used to the fact that he was so very punctual and so ready to get going as soon as the sun rose.

"Just a second!" she called as she hurried to get up, giving herself a shake and smoothing out her fur a bit. She trotted over to an old, clouded mirror that sat against one wall to make sure she didn't have any random clumps of fur sticking up at odd angles. There was still so much to learn and know about this man that had quite literally saved her life, but there was no denying how handsome he was and it never really seemed to matter what time of day she was seeing him at or what they were doing, he always managed to look just as good regardless. That made her a little more conscious of her own appearance and maybe she hoped at least a little bit that he happened to be paying attention to her the way she was paying attention to him. After reassuring herself that she looked fine, Anthea hurried over to the door and pulled it open, revealing the tall and dark male on the other side. "I had a feeling it was you," she said with a chuckle, a little grin pulling across her features. "What's going on?"

"Anthea Dásos"