Ace had woken up even earlier than Draco, before the sun had even risen. He didn't really require much sleep, so his own schedule was usually a wake up call at around 4:30 or so in the morning. However, when he did get up, he always let his Pokemon sleep in, because even if HE didn't need much rest, he knew that they did. So, silently as a shadow, he slips out of his bag in the still darkness and picks up his backpack, and heads off towards the spot where he'd gone last night. Arriving, he pulls out his spare clothing, an outfit similar to the one he was already wearing, but different in color and design. Blue pants instead of green, a white short sleeved zip up top instead of red, and the hooded pocket sweater was green with no design, instead of purple. Taking off his clothing, he steps in to the stream, washing himself off, the cold water making him shiver slightly. When he finishes washing up, he simply sits in the stream, the water deep enough to conceal anything, and he relaxes, listening to the sounds around him as the world began to stir and wake up. Bird song, the sound of insects. It was a beautiful melody of nature.<br/><br/>By the time six a.m. had come around, and even past that, he was still not back. The 'Ace' within the sleeping bag that Draco was waiting for to wake up was not really Ace, but there was no way that the girl would be able to tell the difference. Charizard was awake now, and once he had, Greninja finally decided that it was time to rest. One by one the Pokemon stirred, the last to wake being Serperior, who rose her large head to look around. Only she could tell the difference between the two Ace's.