Tiffaney woke a few hours later stiff as rock and stabbed with hip pain. Complaining that she was too young to have a bad hip, she clicked her teeth with her tongue to silence the warning she had applied last night. It was close to midnight and the massive satellite moon still hung in the air.
"Who's in charge of the night watch?" She asked the closest person that was awake. Under half the knights were sleeping similarly to her, though the armor plating couldn't be comfortable to sleep in.
"Over there." While most of the furniture had been turned into walls, there was still a table intact in the center with some papers and other items on it. Figuring it was the guy in charge it took her a moment realize the vice-captain was next to her, holding a small brown teddy bear as she snoozed. Smiling at her the noble stood and made her way over working the kinks out as she went.
