Your night, oddly enough, goes without much disturbances. Even as you slip off into sleep, you do not enter your astral form as you typically did. When you'd finally awaken you'd only vaguely remember a dream, so obscure and enigmatic that even as you try to remember it details begin to slip away. You remember a darken room, perhaps the same place where you had learned the Satyr Stance from. You remember a fierce battle, but not against whom. By you hear the words [i]choice[/i] echo in a deep baritone. Once more the context of the words were lost on you, but it was simply a memory.

As you'd finally rise and shine, the first thing you'd notice would be Shortfang eating at the table. Compared to his last meals this one was relatively tame, mainly being some sort of stew and bread. Pylia was still asleep and Buddy stood by the door as he often did. Dinah was eating from a small bowl on the floor that Shortfang had set out for her while Syfr was eating a dead rat he must've hunted down. Upon seeing you awaken Shortfang waves at you. "Hiya boss! Hungry?"