In the morning light Korr’s form created a dark void in the snow. He slept without need for covering, and in the morning the light dusting of freshly fallen snowflakes created an imprint in the snow where he had lain. Ulfridda was awake early, as she always was, and stoked the flame with a slow waving of her fingers. Koda’s Breath watched as she made slow rolling movements, deep in thought. He cleared his breath, and her motion stopped.
“Good morning Ulfridda”
“Good morning apprentice. Our ward has not awoken, but teenagers have a tendency to oversleep.”
“Did you get much sleep?”
Ulfridda smiled. “I rarely do. In my old age sleep has called for me less and less. It is a blessing, and a curse.”
“Because your mind is unquiet”
“My mind is always unquiet kodan. I have never mastered the peace your kind possesses. Old as I am, impatient I have always been”
“Shall we wake Korr?”