Uirlis awoke just after dawn as she usually did and like most mornings, she was alone. She reached her slender hand to the empty space beside her where her partner would lay at night. The remnants of his warmth lingered in the sheets and that was enough to bring a smile to Uirlis’ lips as she curled into a small ball.
The glow of the morning sun warmed her legs as light crept into the room. Even if she hadn’t woken up on her own, it would have flooded her face within a few short minutes and she would have been forced awake anyway. She was naked, save for the pair of small panties and the thin tank-top that she wore. The material was delicate, barely concealing the shape of the puffy, pink nipples that stood on the peaks of Uirlis’ small breasts.
She stretched and enjoyed the feeling of the sunlight as it washed over body before she decided to finally get out of bed. Like the rest of the living quarters, the bedroom was small with only the barest of necessities. Alongside the bed, there was a wardrobe and a small desk. A chest of drawers held most of Uirlis’ belongings, of which there weren’t many, and a large mirror leaned against the wall in the corner of the room.