Arc's eyes shot open as he woke up. Arc got out of his bed, he yawned as he made his way to a small table in his cabin. " Those bed's feel terrible." He said to himself as he grabbed a piece of bread that was lying on the table. He took a bite of the bread and put his clothes on again. As Arc put on his jacket he whinced in pain for a little bit. His left shoulder was sore from fighting yesterday. Arc walked outside of his cabin with the piece of bread still in his mouth. Arc decided to walk around for a little while.