Jorah moved down the hall, crossing from her room to the kitchen. She smiled as she felt rocks grinding. With her ability, she could always sense when the castle was rearranging itself. It was her ability that led her to find the castle in the first place. It was well-hidden in the mountain range, and she thought she'd die of cold, when her senses picked up the shifting stone. Desperation had made her seek out the source, and there stood the large castle.
And here she was, more than fifteen years later, starting breakfast for her two ravenous sons. Helios, no doubt, had gone for his morning flight, probably hunting for elk as well. Ayberk would be sound asleep, and wouldn't rouse until she pounded on his door, telling him that breakfast was ready and that if he didn't get up, she'd give his portion to his brother. Jorah sighed contentedly. This life was much better than her old one in the forest. She often told her boys about her life under the large trees and enjoyed seeing their eyes light up with amazement at the possibility of a place that wasn't always cold, didn't always snow, and was filled with plants and animals, unlike these mountains where they lived now. However, she preferred living here, surrounded by stone, than in the place where she had killed her own partner.
Shaking her head, Jorah cast off the dark thoughts. "Never start the day negatively," she said cheerfully. "The day reflects the start. Bad start means a bad day, but think positively and the day will be cheerful." So saying, she bustled about the kitchen, preparing the eagle eggs Ayberk had found last night for breakfast.
And here she was, more than fifteen years later, starting breakfast for her two ravenous sons. Helios, no doubt, had gone for his morning flight, probably hunting for elk as well. Ayberk would be sound asleep, and wouldn't rouse until she pounded on his door, telling him that breakfast was ready and that if he didn't get up, she'd give his portion to his brother. Jorah sighed contentedly. This life was much better than her old one in the forest. She often told her boys about her life under the large trees and enjoyed seeing their eyes light up with amazement at the possibility of a place that wasn't always cold, didn't always snow, and was filled with plants and animals, unlike these mountains where they lived now. However, she preferred living here, surrounded by stone, than in the place where she had killed her own partner.
Shaking her head, Jorah cast off the dark thoughts. "Never start the day negatively," she said cheerfully. "The day reflects the start. Bad start means a bad day, but think positively and the day will be cheerful." So saying, she bustled about the kitchen, preparing the eagle eggs Ayberk had found last night for breakfast.

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