When the sunlight shone into Zions' room and onto his face, he furrowed his eyebrows, ears twitching as he stretched out his arms with a yawn.
He sat up, and after taking a moment to wake up a little, he stood up and went to the restroom to wash up.
He didn't take long and was soon back out in his armour and headed downstairs. Like last night, there were already people around, but fewer this time.
He sat at a table with space for five and ordered food for the whole party. When he finished the order, and the woman taking the order walked off, the others came down.
They all took their seats with various greetings.
"Morning, Zion!"
"Zion, good morning."
"Morning."
"Have you ordered breakfast yet?"
Zion laughed softly at Max's question but nodded, "Ordered just now. The food won't be long."
"Good, because I'm starving!" Max let out an excited huff as his ears twitched.
