Morning Respite

SIENNA’S POV

Morning came soft and quiet. The kind of morning where the sun didn’t rush to rise and the air still held a bit of sleep in it. I stretched out on the sleeping bag, my toes poking past the zipper. My back ached a little from the ground, but I didn’t mind. It was a good ache. Real. Earned.

I smelled something warm and slightly burnt.

“You’re burning breakfast,” I mumbled, eyes still sh