
Like her namesake, Dawn was up at the dawn. The slightest ray of sun woke her up, no matter the time. She sat under one of trees, watching the sky streak with many bright colors. This was her favorite time of the day, the magic of the sky turning a rainbow of colors till it's the powder blue of the day.
Her ears swiveled, hearing the light foot prints of someone close by. Dawn backed a little behind the tree she was under,trying to hide behind the trunk, peeking out just a little from behind it at the direction she hear the footfalls.