The morning sun flowed through the open window and struck the floor around Koph.  With a soft hum her eyes flickered open, and with a smile she rose from her sheets to begin the day.  Standing in the midst of her nest of blankets, Koph stretched languidly, letting the muscles of her arms and legs wake slowly.  Then she intensified the motion, extending her entire body straight up as far up as she could, her lithe figure framed by the early sunlight.

Finally deciding her body was ready, Koph lowered her arms and searched around for her skirts.  She found them tangled up in the nest, having been hastily discarded as she went to sleep the night before.  The girl pulled them on and smiled, her head already beginning to nod rhythmically.

[color=00ff7f]“Good Morning, Amaterasu-sama!”[/color] she called as she entered the small space they called the kitchen.  As she expected, her goddess was already there preparing the morning meal.  It wasn’t what the tribe cooked; but whatever Amaterasu-sama made was delicious.
[color=gold]“Good morning, Koph-chan.  Were you in the Dungeon last night?”[/color]
[color=00ff7f]“Eh-heh.  I thought I’d leave you two alone for, you know, bestowing your blessing.  A few more Valis never hurt, either.  Anyway!  Where’s he at?  We should have a meal together and celebrate!”[/color]
[color=gold]“He’s still in bed, I believe.  His body was in desperate need of rest; I’m just glad he can finally find it.”[/color]
[color=00ff7f]“Where did he sleep?”[/color]
[color=gold]“Solome-san gave up his bed for the night.  We’ll make more permanent accomodations today.”[/color]
[color=00ff7f]“Then I better go say hi!”[/color]  With that, Koph slipped out of the kitchen.  Amaterasu simply smiled after her.

Solome was sitting on the couch, awake and watching silently.  Koph had learned:  even if his eyes weren’t showing him images, he still knew everything that was happening in their home.  As if proving her point, he called out as Koph tiptoed past.  [color=silver]“Off to pester the child already?”[/color]
[color=00ff7f] “Just giving him a friendly greeting!”[/color] she retorted with a happy smile.
[color=silver] “See that your greeting isn’t too… intimate, girl.”[/color]
The Amazoness ducked into the bedroom, not giving any indication of having heard him.  Solome let out a sigh, but a smile was on his face.

Koph approached the bed her face twisted with curiosity.  She hadn’t stopped to look at him all that closely last night.  Now that she did… He was really young.  Barely a man of responsibilities, still far from a sire.  His body wasn’t that young, though.  Crouching to look at his bare arms, it was obvious to Koph that he worked hard.  Everything was toned.  Without a thought she reached down and grabbed his arm.  Her fingers traced up the muscles to his shoulder, disappearing beneath the covers.  Her hand slid down his pectoral, feeling the strength contained within, and down to the potential stone slab that was his abs.  Asleep, at rest, it was soft; but even here she could feel the outline of muscles that only come from dedication.

The Amazoness withdrew her hand and slid further up the bedside.  She leaned in to investigate his face closely, all her weight on the balls of her feet.  From this close she could see the fuzz on his upper lip that signalled he would in time have facial hair.  His chin was still barren though.  The hair atop his head was a mess, mussed from days (or perhaps a life) of exertion and one very long snooze.  His eyes were closed, and like that he looked incredibly peaceful.  She could feel the hum around them, the serenity of the Song wrapping a child in the comfort of slumber.  She stayed there, silent, basking in that warmth as the moments ticked past.