That morning began in the same way all mornings did in the academy. With dawn.
The sun peeked slowly over the horizon as the students in the dorms turned over in their beds.
Some woke up with a loud yawn and a packed schedule, and others decided to sleep for longer, content to waste away the day.
Noah woke up, staring at his ceiling for almost a minute. Then, a small smile creeped upon his face. He sat up, throwing off his covers, and getting out of bed.
He padded over to the bathroom, heading under the showers. As the water cooled his blood down, his shadows surged around him, crowing for blood.
"Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!" One shadow kept hissing as it zipped around the bathroom. The others celebrated their joy, bloodlust pouring off them in an almost physical wave.
Today was the seventh day of the week. That meant there would be no classes and no private lessons. And better yet, students were allowed to leave academy grounds, as long as they returned by nightfall.
