He felt the soft and warm embrace of his father as the noble man woke him from his slumber. The prince yawned, his chops moving up and down as his eyes started to blink open. The light was almost blinding in it's own sort of way. He was tired still after sleeping a good amount of the day away. Fate would rise at his father's command as an adventure was mentioned. He always loved a good adventure but not when it was this soon after he woke up. He would have to wake himself up on the go. "Where are we going, dad?" The young man would ask this question with a new sense of encouragement. Once he had gotten moving, he did not feel as sore and stiff from the sleep he had received.
