Deep in the Woods

Sleep did not come to Kestrel quite as easily as it did to Atreyu at first, but it did eventually come. All the odd and spooky noises of the forest that threatened to keep her awake could not fight off the exhaustion the birdgirl was feeling after that vigorous 'exercise.' And once she did slip into the embrace of deep sleep, there was little that could wake her, and her night became peaceful.

Eventually though, the bright light of the sun filtered through her eyelids, and Kestrel began to stir. She mumbled something incomprehensible under her breath, and rolled over, but it seemed she could not escape the daylight. And now that she was stirring, she began to notice just how hot it was, with the morning's warmth on top of all the furs she was under. With a defeated groan, she opened her eyes, and threw off the furs, seeking escape from the heat. And it was only then that she realised she was completely naked.

She sat up with a bolt, a blush on her face, doing her best to awkwardly cover herself. She looked around for the werewolf, and upon sighting him opened her mouth in confusion. "Hey!, Did you-" she stopped when she saw what he was doing, seeing what remained of her clothes being sewn together into something... that was at least wearable with some small amount of dignity. "Oh, um, thanks... uh..." She blinked a few times and rubbed her eyes, before smiling in spite of her awkwardness. "Morning! How early is it? It feels way to early."