{sunprinceprompto}
ᒥ ~♚~ ᒧ It must have been quarter to five, with the sun barely peeking over the horizon. He was sitting back at camp, sipping away at a small can of Ebony, waiting for the hour to strike. This was standard; wake up prior to the sunrise, relax to give himself a chance to wake up, and begin preparing breakfast for the others for when they awoke. It's how it's been for a long time, how he's lived for as long as he can remember.
ᒥ ~♚~ ᒧ Behind him, he heard the sounds of leaves rustling by the Slough. Sighing, he placed his book down, standing from his seat and summoning his daggers. Even if their haven was a safe zone, none of them would be able to sit still and eat with a daemon in sight. He hopped down, staying low to the ground, quiet, attempting to get the upperhand on whatever enemy lies ahead, until he saw a younger man, donning messy blonde hair and pale skin.
ᒥ ~♚~ ᒧ Ignis was confused, lowering his weapons and letting them fizzle back into the safety of the Armiger. Prompto was up, without a word of a complaint, just roaming around the trees. It was odd, indeed. And without a second thought, Ignis spoke up;
❝Prompto? Is it not rather early for you to be up? Or is it that you finally decided King's Knight is far less important than a full nights sleep?❞
ᒥ ~♚~ ᒧ Taking a moment to fully drink in Prompto's early morning features, he noticed a few things that seemed, off; a pendant around his neck that Ignis had never seen, and several piercings. When had he gotten these? He couldn't recall Prompto having any piercings at all. He chose not to comment on it, unsure if he was just too tired to recall his friends odd choice in accessories, but took careful note of them, in case Prompto was acting strangely.