Eventually drew herself from the wall of her room, blinking lightly as she cast off the pale sheets and extended her legs off the raised bed pale feet lightly sliding into what appeared to be fluffy white slippers... Slippers that bore large, pointed ears, a pink nose, eyes and whiskers, all of which resembled a bunny. As she done so she'd wiggle her feet lightly and smile at the comfortable footwear before pushing herself upon lanky stilts. 

Glancing about she'd stretch out lightly, twisting around this way and that as she cracked her spine and fingers and all those important things before heading for the bathroom, quickly brushing out her hair and removing knots she'd leave it down before using the loo and flushing the toilet, the sound barely reverberating around the building due to it's design before she washed her hands with a light orange fragrance soap and headed for the main bedroom door.

Quickly opening it, emerging and closing it behind her she'd begin to lightly tread down the length of the corridor, slippers hopping with every step as she smiled lightly at nothing and headed for the kitchen, the stench of blood and death danced through the house's still air, causing her nose to wrinkle, barely able to ignore it as she moved straight for the fridge.

Opening it's massive door she'd reach in and grab an entire carton of eggs, a bottle of milk, some butter and slam the door shut while turning to place the items down and scrambling about for a bowl, bread and salt, "[color=OrangeRed]Jeez, why is everything scattered throughout these cupboards, is no one capable of organizing,[/color]" she'd mumble lightly to herself. Finding everything she'd set herself up at the bench, cracking almost all the eggs and spilling the contents into a bowl she'd drop the shells into a bin nearby, lightly a gentle hum would emerge as she focused on her set task.

Before long she'd pour in milk, add some salt and begin stirring with a fork since she couldn't be hassled finding anything else, as the mixture was complete she'd place a large pan on a heating element and continue humming to herself while wiggling in what looked like some form of dance, slender fingers reaching for some bread as she began soaking piece by piece in the egg, milk and salt mixture until she had a decently sized stack. Hovering a hand over the pans base she'd nod lightly and using the same fork from the mixing, scoop out some butter and dump it on the sizzling surface spreading it over he entire section before dumping 3 pieces of soaked eggy bread upon it. 

"[color=OrangeRed]Oh this is going to be amazing, everyone will be happy[/color]" she said almost singing it to herself as she smiled and seemed to be in what appeared to be a decent mood. Quickly grabbing a spatula she'd flip the bread after a moment and wait a while longer, slowly serve all the golden bread on one large plate, [i][color=OrangeRed]who needs separate serves when you live under one roof anyway[/color][/i], she thought to herself before continuing with her breakfast cooking, she may not have provided much help to the pack, but she certainly was a good cook when it came to keeping the hungry wolves fed and nothing was better than a belly full of warm french toast on a chilly day.

The scent of the fried meal would begin to override that of the foul death somewhere within the house, slinking through every crack and room as the cooking continued, it was a quick and easy breakfast call to those who were hungry, though usually the Ulfric got the first pickings if he so wished or showed up considering some were perfect and others under-cooked, or well, overcooked.