(OOC: Have they already eaten, or not?)<br/><br/>Amora had always been a light sleeper, it was something you got used to when living with people who expected you to do things on a whim. Her eyes opened to the sound of knocking. Rubbing her eyelids drowsily, she pulled the blankets off her legs, and put her bare feet on the cold wooden floor. She had half expected to see Hilda on the other side of the door, likely going to put her in her place. But she never expected to see Drinian at this time of night. "M'lord?" she managed to say, bowing her head slightly.<span style="font-style: italic">He probably wants me out of his house...</span>she thought, picturing herself out in a stable like she normally had been while her master's had been "kind" to her.