Celandinekit's paws twitched lightly at the joyful dreams created by her mind, when the warm lump of fur she'd been partially leaning against rolled away. In an instant the dreams vanished as a bit of consciousness came to her. The young kitten did not want to wake up yet though, and so she moved to press herself against her mother's warm fur to drift back off to sleep. It worked partially but one of the few rays of light poking threw the den, shone her straight in the eyes when they opened slightly. Unable to rest now, she squinted against the blurry light until her vision slowly focused, making clear forms of everything around her - including the sight of her brother already on his paws. What encouraged him to be up so early? She couldn't help but wonder.