A couple nocturnal Zigzagoons came snuffling by in the night, lured by the smell of the berries, giving Nora at least a bit of company for a while, but they all went snuffling off in the end. Either way Nora did, indeed, let Ren sleep. The lazybud seemed to need it and Nora only would have been staring at the mottle of leaves overhead for hours. Not that she isn’t capable of naps, mind you, but when there’s been nothing to wear out her energy and warrant one in the first place….

The fire’s still burning and there’s some sticks jammed mostly upright into the ground around it, roasting more berries for (presumably) second breakfast. Nora’s nowhere immediately in sight, however—but that’s only because at the call of her name, there’s a rustling from above before she drops back into sight, hanging upside-down by her knees from a sturdy branch. Hey, a gal has to entertain herself somehow.

“Morning Ren! Get enough sleep?”