The morning was born cold over the Verdant Sword Sect.
And, as always, the sun had not yet risen above the mountains when Kyrian awoke and opened his eyes.
The wind seemed particularly strong today, striking against his bedroom window.
He got up without haste. Upon leaving his room, the first thing he saw was the sight of Yanyu, already awake and ready.
She was in the main room, dressed in the sect's robe, her sword hanging at her waist. Her brown hair was tied back, her gaze calm and firm but slightly anxious as she simply waited for him.
On the sofa, Luz slept, her small body curled up, tail covering her face.
Kyrian stopped for a moment, observing the scene.
Then, he walked over to the fox.
"Luz," he called softly.
The small creature twitched her ears but didn't open her eyes.
Kyrian was silent for a second, then finished his sentence when he saw the fox pretending to sleep.
"If you come along, I'll give you some spiritual stones as a gift."
