Jaden made their way down the creaking wooden stairs of the house they shared with Vervain. It wasn't early, early, but it was still morning, they yawned, brushed their curls from their eyes. Of the two of them, Vervain was the early bird. Outside with the rest of the birds, letting them out of their coop, feeding the flock and collecting the eggs. Mmm, eggs. Breakfast.
Padding into the kitchen, Jaden moved with pract...