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[Inari POV]

A sudden ring, an embrace that broke me from the sweet abyss of the covers. Of the comfort and warmth they gave me. I tried to stand up, to find the power in me to wake. But the nights activities, of the laziness I both felt and did not feel.

It consumed me with its embrace and pulled me deeper into the covers. Of the soft hug that seemed to strangle me even lower than I had expected to be. But still, a touch here, a shake there.

It drew forth a groan, one that took with it a pain caused by the everbright lights that the room had come with.

"Inari" A voice rung out, bell like in its tone, yet so quiet that I could barely hear it. I moaned out a response. One that told of my laziness and unwillingness to submit to the waking world.

Yet another push, a cold finger that touched my forehead and I was up. But not truly, as gunk still filled my eyes, my tails and ears frazzled with the nuzzles that I had given to my pillows.