Alula had slept fantastically. It was the gentle sounds of the world around her, as well as the irritating sunlight piercing through her shut eyes, that finally awoke her. She sat up slowly, stretching her arms up above her with a soft grunt. And as she stretched her arms up to the sky the grass she had slept in moved too. She looked around, blinking the sleep out of her hazy eyes.
The events of the previous day were rather unclear to Alula. She remembered joining the group of adventurers, of whom which seemed to have set up camp here. The events of the battle between them and the horde of creatures was nothing more then a hazy feeling, like watching the events unfold from behind dirty glass. The voices filled in the blanks for her, explaining that they eventually had to flee the area. They then tried to bring up the No good dangerous and rotten Paladin but she silently begged them to stick to the facts.
And then there was the coming of the moon. And she had barely gotten away from the group before she changed. Alula found herself exhaling with relief. There had been a group of raiders, whom she was able to cunningly outwit. And from then on she had spent the rest of the evening enjoying the moon and recharging. She confirmed with the voices that this was all they had done in the night, which they confirmed. Good. No one had been hurt.
She looked over to her side, noticing her staff laying out in the grass an arms length away. Well at least they made one thing easy for her, but she was still upset about her hat being lost.
Everyone else was beginning to wake up around her as well. Hopefully everyone else slept well too. She yawned again, stretching out her spine and pulling her staff closer to herself. She could hear her companions having conversations, but they felt so far away despite being so close.
And the sunrise was burning her eyes.