Maka woke up like any day, her hill top house, windows open to allow the fresh air in. The moring air was always so crisp and it felt wonderful on her body. Clothed or not, she loved the way it smelled and cooled the house, it allowed for morning activities to be held out in the best way possible. Maka climbed out of bed in her pajamas and headed out of her room and down the stairs towards the kitchen. Waving good morning to her cat, she bent down and provided belly rubs. [color=0072bc]"You just love your belly rubs don't you Mr fluffykins?"[/color] Maka chuckled as it was neither her cat or was that his name, she called him as such as he was always in her house, the open windows allowed for such to happen. His real owner lived somewhere, she wasn't sure where. The collar wasn't much help at identification.

Maka continued towards the kitchen, she fixed up herself something to eat and a nice warm cup of tea, this is how she spent most morning. She sat in her chair nearest to the open window, watching the grass wave in the wind, the splendid scent of her tea with the crisp hill top air. Not as wonderful as mountain top air but this was a close second. She'd finished brewing her tea in no time, she took the bag out of it and added two spoonfuls of sugar, stirred it accordingly and sat back down. Listening to the birds and again watching the wavy grass in the wind.

She began to eat as she made, still unsure what to call it all she just called it as it was, food. She sipped her tea, ate her food and picked a little something off the shelf to read while she ate, it was an interesting story but she enjoyed reading it while having her breakfast.