Juliette shuffled into the great hall, rubbing the sleep out of her half closed green eyes. She was not fully awake yet (she didn't even know what time it was) but her cat had woken her at whatever hour it was, and she couldn't go back to sleep with the cat picking apart her covers on her bed. But she wasn't sure if she was late anyway, so maybe the feline was a blessing in disguise. A blessing masked in sharp dangerous claws.

She yawned as she sat next to a couple of older kids, two of whom where talking about something. One seemed to be waving his hands in another girls face, much to the girls annoyance, and if this where to be happening at a later time when she was more receptive to humor, she would have laughed. She grabbed some cereal and twirled her spoon in the bowl, letting out another yawn.

"What time is it?" Juliette asked, looking down at her spoon like she wanted to eat with it, but not yet having the energy to pick it up and use it. This morning started a little too early in her opinion, and she wanted to go back to sleep. Or at least gain enough energy to pick up this spoon and get some cereal into her stomach (which she was sure was going to grumble any minute.)