Zarria's eyelids gently parted, revealing to her golden eyes the caramel ceiling of her room. Warm rays of sunshine spilled from her open window, flickering as the soft curtains danced to the gentle blow of the wind.
Rubbing her eyes, the dark-haired girl sat up. She lingered for a moment, letting her mind fully adjust before getting off of her bed.
After an hour of preparing herself for the day, the only daughter of the clan head exited her room. Her lustrous, dark hair was casually tied to a high ponytail with some silky locks falling behind her ears. She didn't change her perfectly cut bangs, but her overall look appeared more homely and inviting from the simple adjustment.
