It was a rainy Monday morning when Lucius woke up slowly, drowsily rubbing his eyes and covering the yawn that escaped him almost involuntarily. He lifted the covers of his bed and carefully placed his hooves on the ground, wincing at the sting of the cold wooden floors. Lucius rubbed his arms with his hand before he grabbed his favorite hoodie and slipped it on over his head, his ruffled hair taking a messier appearance almost immediately. Sighing in relief at ...
