<span style="font-weight: bold">&lt;&lt;Lilium&gt;&gt;</span><br/><br/>Lilium's early morning trip back to her room is momentarily interrupted when she steps out of the bathing room - a room at the far end of the main upstairs hallway, on the right - and encounters Vincent. The kindly old barkeeper is up surprizingly early (Or has simply not went to sleep at all. A likely occurance, given the things that had happened the previous night), and already hard at work. Every room has a little stand outside it, and upon it has been placed a decent-sized bowl of warm water, and a washrag, heated by the fire. No doubt, both the rag and the water would lose their warmth pretty quickly, but for those who were early risers, they had a small treat in store for them.<br/><br/>"Oh! Miss Lilium! Morning..."<br/>When she walks out of the bathing area in nothing but the fur, with little but her clothes piled in front of her chest to cover her breasts, and nothing at all to protect his eyes from her lower body...Vincent double-takes "M..Miss Lilium? Oh..I..I..well, I didn't expect...well, you to be up so early...Oh. I...ahem." Vincent places down the last bowl outside of Sherani and Urecks room, straightens himself up, and begins to bluster down the nearby stairwell to the lower floor, and back to the common room. The heavy blush on his face was evident, to say the very least.<br/><br/>With no further interruptions, Lilium enters her room to find exactly what she'd expected - Rak, spread out right in the very center of her bed. Normally, a fox would not take up much room. This particular one, though...even with his somewhat more slender belly, takes up nearly every little part of it. With legs and tail quirked every which way, it would be difficult to even sit on the bed without sitting on a part of the oversized fox as well. However, she manages to push the fox's extremities just enough to allow her a place to sit on the edge of the bed.<br/><br/>The delicious scent of her recently cleaned body, along with the gentle lacing of her fingertips through his fur, cause a slight stirring in the fox. He twitches faintly, rolls fully onto his side...then, begins to stretch out across the entire bed, his large - but cute - maw opening in a broad yawn, his tongue curling against the roof of his mouth. It was then Lilium hears her familiar's voice in her head, whispering softly<span style="font-style: italic">"Mm..morning already? Grrf...gnoll was tasty. Ugh, i need to go outside. Don't wanna...sleepy...grrrffff...."</span>It was a common task - trying to wake Rak up. He was about as sluggish to rise as they came.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"...Mmm. Don't you smell delicious this morning.."</span>His voice murmurs in her head again. Snaking his head forwards, the big fox runs his tongue along her thigh smoothly. It is followed closely by a little nip, then another smooth ministration by the fox's tongue<span style="font-style: italic">"Mm. Very delicious."</span>One eye creeps open, peering up at her intently<span style="font-style: italic">"Just take a bath? Awww. Shoulda woke me. I'd join you.."</span>The fox's surprizingly expressionate muzzle curls into the faintest hints of a sly little smile.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">&lt;&lt;Undol, Calia&gt;&gt;</span><br/><br/>Both Undol and Mirana do, indeed, seem to be okay. The small Lilliputian is busy trying to wake the rather unresponsive girl, who murmurs softly in her sleep.<br/><br/>Calia is out the door before any noticable change has taken place. The giantess might be pleasantly surprized to find the water still somewhat warm, and it works wonders in aiding to rub the sleep from her eyes, and further awaken her. Despite the long night, when she had finally gotten to sleep, it had been an incredibly restful one. Every little bit of her meals had been digested utterly - armor. Weapons. Everything. Then again, it was not the first time the giantess' efficient digestive track had turned even metal into nutrients for her body to absorb.<br/><br/>The delicious scent grow stronger as the half-giant makes her way down the stairwell and into the common room.<br/><br/>Undol, however, has quite a bit more of a task set out for him. Mirana had always been notoriously difficult to rouse from slumber. Her feline-like tendancies were very apparant in that aspect. Even when she DID finally awaken, it normally took her a long, long time to finally drag herself out of bed. Even then, only with the constant teasing and poking by her Lilliputian companion.<br/><br/>The first reaction of the sleeping catgirl is to swat at the annoying creature that was tickling her nose with it's pounding little fist. She does just that, bringing up her hand to swat at the little man who worked so dilligently to rouse her from her rest. It was a common occurance, though. Undol was more than ready for it, and quickly lept back out of the way when that hand swung by, ducking beneath her outstretched fingers like they were moving in slow motion. In all his days trying to wake her up, she'd only really managed to swat him once. Even then, not incredibly strongly.<br/><br/>"Mmurbmle..." She says groggily, scratching her nose cutely. Yet, Undol's tactics had the desired result. One of her eyes slowly slid open, her blurry vision focusing on the Lilliputain that occupied her pillow a few inches away "...m...mmm...ph...Undol...? Early.." She murmurs, slipping her eye back shut. Another common occurance, though this time she actually showed the signs of waking up full. Her little bunched up body begins to spread out underneath the covers, and she rolls over onto her side, facing Undol. Both arms reach for the headboard, grip it...and she begins to stretch, her tail slipping out from beneath the covers, curling softly the bare, slightly tan flesh of her hip the covers had fallen away to reveal.<br/><br/>"...Mmrph.." She complains again, before a massive yawn wracks her little body. From Undol's vantage point (and Mirana's lack of politeness to cover her mouth when she yawns), he can see every little detail of her cute little mouth so very clearly. The ivory white of her blunt little teeth (Save for her upper and lower canines, which were just a bit larger than average). The cute curling of her little, pink tongue. The inky red-blackness of the back of her mouth - something that he'd gotten to enter more than a few times, but thankfully enough had never gotten to experience her throat.<br/><br/>Her yawn complete, she eyes Undol again, a sly little twinkle in her eye... "Mmph. Breakfast time?" Another common game. One the girl seemed to enjoy to no end. Her cute little mouth opens again, though this time - not in a yawn. Instead, she darts her head forwards, bringing up her hand in a 'scoop' behind him...and tries to scoop the little man right into her wide-open mouth.<br/><br/>((Mirana could not beat Undol's touch if she wanted to, especially since he is ready. Her success if purely based on how much Undol resists.<img alt=";)" src="./images/smilies/wink.gif" title="Wink"/>))