The first thing I found in the morning was the insufferable heat of the sun on my face. I attempted to ignore it, to go back to sleep, yet the sun’s rays kept aiming for my eyelids. A groan filled the air as I realized that going back to sleep would be impossible. I opened my eyes and glared at the half open flap of the tent. Standing up came afterwards.
However, I couldn’t even manage to do that as my hand was pinned down to the floor of the tent by a mint green unicorn who was sleeping on it like it was a pillow.
The fact that I didn’t freak out this time said a lot about me.
“Lyra…” I whispered “Lyra, wake up.”
She responded by cuddling further into my hand in her sleep. I sighed as I reached with my other hand and started scratching behind her ears. Her body immediately relaxed further. I could tell she was going to start purring like a kitty. I abruptly stopped this by pinching her on the neck.
That managed to wake her up. She yelpe