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After a well-deserved rest, since the previous night was full of exicement and joy and it was the Fire Festival for the Ash Clan, their leaders finally woke up to the daily duties.
Varang opened her eyes first, in a slowly and lazy way, careful to not move too much, because she was still feeling sore and lazy, but she didn't want to wake up her husband.
She looked up and almost laughed too loud at the sight upon her, Miles had an open mouth, drooling evidence in the corner of his lips. His hais was messy as hers, but still, with that morning laziness sight, she was happy to be between his powerful and long arms.
She felt him move, a sign that he was waking up too. So Varang inclined herself over him, so she could be his first sight of the day, right in front of his face.
When he blinked and opened his eyes, he had to smile to his beautiful wife. She finally made her move, capturing his lips on hers, in a delicate way.
-Good morning - she finally said, passing an index finger through his nose.
-Good morning - he, in return, caressed her face with his thumb.