"Alright... Irunmoles don't exactly sleep, so wake up you logs of wood."
THUD! THUD!! THUDDD!!!
It was Niniola's voice and following shortly was her stomping her feet immediately after.
It was First Dawn already, the day as young and at this time, on Earth, this would be wary morning when people hustled to get ready for the day's preparations.
"Aaaarghh... stop it, I'm resting!" Ibiyemi groaned, covering her ears with her hands.
"Really? And you said you need some trainings? Ughh...I can't believe you!" Niniola facepalmed outside the tent.
It took her only a second to simply rip the tent from above the Irunmoles underneath. She pulled it to the side and flung it down, exposing the ones under to the rising glory of the First Dawn.
Sunday lay, face down, a piece of covering on him. Beside him was Tayo who sat up, his right hand on his right knee while his left leg lay flat down too, his head covered in the blue hood, completely.
