glacialiscalor-deactivated20140 ;   "Get up, lazy!"

Put “Get up lazy!” in my ask box to see how my muse reacts to being rudely awakened. 

         _{Sleep was only something that fleetingly occurred to her. After all, she did not truly have to sleep—she was not actually alive. Made of ice and snow and frost, but just as she breathed even if she did not have to take breaths sleep came to her naturally. There was little to do at the dead of night when her Lady was asleep after all, so oftentimes she laid down to rest in the other bed created for her.}

                                    _{The blanket was also something not required, but well.}

         _{Deep sleep was not something that came often to her as it was generally just her resting her eyes. Lying on her side, curled up slightly, with them closed and her body loose and feeling… not warm, really, but just feeling rather secure underneath the unnecessary blanket. Hours past with her like that, with nothing really going through her mind, not a single thought. Drifting somewhere between consciousness and sleep… so really, it was easy to lose track of the time.}

                                                      _{Easy enough that she was surprised when the blanket was suddenly yanked off of her. She never “slept” in.}

_{”Get up lazy!”}

         _{Eyes blinking open slowly she peered up at the lightly haired queen with unsteady eyes and automatically a frown pulled at her mouth, some annoyance shining in her eyes—before they dimmed again and she sat up slowly. Annoyance was irrelevant to her, and her Lady Elsa wanted her awake and active—that would be easy enough. Though somehow, some part of her longed to lay back down and… rest, a little bit longer.}

                         _{"Good morning, my lady."}