The sun was slowly rising in the horizon, and the grassland was starting to come alive. Mice and other rodents were unfurling and peeking their heads out of their dens, ready to get started on a new day. Already the birds were chirping, and a lone predatory bird could be seen playing on the light breezes that also rustled the chest-high grass. A darkgreen blob slowly regained consciousness, and started unfurling - much like the mice. In fact, this blob - a she - seemed to have slept the most curious of ways. She had somehow managed to squeeze half of her backside into a rather large hole in the ground. It seemed like someone had fallen asleep thinking that she was a mouse. Nahmir, finally completely awake, blinked and sneezed. What on earth was she doing in such an... an... unsanitary place?!
She shot out of the hole as fast as she could, scaring several critters in the process, and promptly started huffing and puffing. This was such a disgrace! How could anyone treat someone as royal as her that way? Nose in the air, she started her day in a foul mood, searching for a decent water area where she might cleanse her gorgeous fur.
Rolaiin had no idea why he was out at such an ungodly hour. Really it made no sense to him. It was going to get hot and quickly. Yet here he was wandering around as things slowly awoke from their sleep. He on the other hand hadn't slept yet so he was quite tired as well. This was turning out to be a right horrible day already. 
