"YAWN!" Bel's eyelids fluttered, her eyes slowly opening.
"Good morning, sleepyhead," Ossa greeted her with a smile in his eyes, Bel's head still on his femur.
The stars shared their brilliance, enveloping the night.
"Good morning... But it's nighttime," Bel rubbed the sleep out of her eyes, slowly getting up, her gaze shifting to the darkness outside.
"Yeah..." Ossa responded with a smile in his eyes, not knowing what to say. How would one greet someone who just woke up, even if it's at night?
"...Wait, it's already dark?!" She exclaimed, the sleepiness completely worn off.
Woof! Howl! Howl! Howl!! Woof!! Howl!!
Curious about the sound, Bel and Ossa stepped outside the den, their gaze immediately settling on the pack of shadow wolves assembled.
"Hey, why are you all here?" Bel inquired, perplexed.
