Shizuka woke up early that morning before her parents, as usual. She swears sometimes she's an insomniac because of how little she slept. but better then Masamune; she didn't sleep at all. Just... Sat at the corner. At least that's where Shizuka usually finds her when she wakes up. [color=6ecff6]"Shizuka! Good morning! Want me to make breakfast?"[/color] Yawning Shizuka nodded her head as she went to was up. Unlike most, Shizuka actually lived in a house. It was a small house, two bedrooms and a main room had a kitchen and the entrance. But they had a larger, more impressive building where Shizuka's mother keeps the village records. There was also a well outside their house where Shizuka draws water, use for both cooking, drinking, and cleaning. She first got a bit a water in a pail to wash face and help her wake up. then she took a fuller pail of water which she'd bring inside for cooking.

Masa in the mean time was chopping up berries and vegetables for a stew. She was a hard worker despite being a one-armed sword, and by the time Shizuka came in Masa had everything ready except the water. Together the two young pokemon made breakfast for them and their parents. Shizuka's mother and father woke up together and they too went outside to wash up, before coming in for breakfast. They thanked Shizuka and Masamune for the breakfast and ate together, talking a bit about what they planned to do. Shizuka's father wouldn't be back until a few days later, as he and his patrol has heard word of some restless pokemon in the mountains. Fearing a possible raid on the village they'll meet with them and try to sort something out. This worried Shizuka, but Shizuka's parents ensured her that he'll be fine. He's not going alone and besides that, quite powerful himself. Masamune chimed that she'll protect the village and Shizuka while they were gone, which got a hearty but appreciative laugh from Shizuka's parents.

Today was mostly a free day, as the gardens didn't need Shizuka and her mother didn't have any particular chores for them. They had enough food at home to last them a few months, and the berry plants themselves were being tended by more experienced gardeners. So Shizuka and Masa roamed around the village looking for things to do. Masa rode on Shizuka's back, wrapping it's tassel across her shoulder. Shizuka had her notebook out and a piece of charcoal which she used to write her observations. Clean and quick marks decorated the otherwise white sheets of paper, written in a language Shizuka only knew. She would teach Masa one day, when she could find another book for Masa to use. Books and paper were important but also rare, too rare for Shizuka to give out freely. Her mother, as much as she wants Shizuka to have fun writing, did not allow her daughter to take paper out of the village records office. They were much to valuable to play around with.

Shizuka just wondered around the village documenting the things she saw. What pokemon was doing what, the colors of flowers, the shape of clouds. Random everything.