I woke up to the ever familiar feel of an early morning Mira. She was an early bird and I hated her for it. "Sleep Mira. You know I dislike mornings." Her lovely response was to roll me unceremoniously out of bed. I sat up burry eyed but awake from the floor. "Every morning? Truly Mira? One of these days I will find you a mate to keep you entertained enough for me to sleep."
Her head tilted to one side and waited. "You are such a bossy girl. Alright breakfast it is. Grab me a blood bag too," I said standing. Then the air pressure and humidifier told me all I needed to know. I was also staring at a number of bird people. "Well hell." One of the said bird people flew from the room.
"How are you feeling Princess?" I turned to the sound. My brain said they weren't words but to a part of me they were words as I knew them.
