[Archaic Kitten]

In the middle of the night, Nalaria woke up. She let out a small yawn and sat up, running her hand through her hair. She blinked a few times, looking around, then stared out the window. She stretched and stood up, tiredly walking out of her room. She sniffed around, catching Solomon's scent, and followed it. After a while of slowly walking and occasional stumbling, she stopped outside of a door. She stared down and the light was on. She blinked and cracked the door open silently, peeking in, seeing that Solomon was working on a painting.