Albion had been falling asleep easier than ever nowadays. But that may have been because he was much more tired than he was years ago. He woke up feeling a soft warmth on him, slowly opening his eyes. Not yawning or stretching for a day he was already ready for. This wasn't the start of his day, that was hours ago. Gently he began petting Opal who was closer to his neck than chest.
Freya: Morning my love~.
Albion: Good morning Freya.
