The morning arrived at its own pace, and the sun slowly emerged from beyond the horizon, casting its warm light upon the frozen Arctic Lands.
Haru opened her eyes between Arad's arms and remained there for a few seconds. It didn't matter if her eyes were closed or open; she still couldn't see anything.
Last night was quite painful and pleasurable at the same time. Even now, she was still awfully sore, but she itched for more. But sadly, they had to get up and move.
She reached with her hand and tapped him on the head. "Wake up. We need to go."
He yawned, opened one eye, and looked down. "It it morning?" He could see Haru asleep on top of him, covered by the warm fur.
She nodded and sat up, pushing the fur hide away, then stretched her arms and back. "It should be morning. I always wake up at dawn."
Arad sat beside her and looked at the door, barely managing to get up and take a few heavy steps forward. "I'll take a look."
