Athena fluttered her eyes open to the bright morning sunlight shining through the clouds and seeping through the leaves that made the top of her den. She slowly got up and stretched her stiff limbs. Noticing her pelt was ruffled, she sat back down and quickly groomed herself with her pink tongue until her pelt was smooth and her feathers were shining. She padded out of her den and unfolded her wings so they were outstrtched to their full winsgpan. Then she pulled them back in a looked curiously around camp.
Thor was already awak and lying down in the camp, tearing apart a bird for breakfast. He had hastily plucked off the feathers and dug right into the meat. His teeth and muzzle were stained with blood. He quickly finished the last of the bird and licked his muzzle clean. His pelt and feathers were already perfectly groomed.

