As her eyes fluttered open, Stella yawned. The muscles in her body got to work as her hands begun stretching heaven-ward, and her back arched. She rolled her head left and right, riding herself of the slight stiffness that had accumulated during the night. Although she didn't particularly enjoy mornings, she didn't particularly hate them either. However, this morning was especially disastrous, her joints seemed to seize up as the numbing cold sunk beneath her skin, slowly pervading her entire body. That was, of course, the least of her concerns. Her most concerning dilemma was now headed out the door, leaving an eye-catching trail of singed footsteps. Hestia, her one, and only Magby was the complete opposite of her trainer.
The cold didn't even faze the fire type, who was brimming with excitement...too much excitement. She was, in fact, so excited that her internal flame kindled and her body temperature had begun to skyrocket. Stella could very clearly see the path Hestia had taken from the sleeping bag they shared to the tent's entrance. It wasn't hard to spot considering the collateral damage that had followed the heated fire type as she moved. Fortunately, the island's naturally cold climate prevented the tent from outright being set ablaze.
The small fire type stopped right in front of the door, seemingly startled by the sudden awakening of its trainer. Hestia stared at her trainer simultaneously noticing the wisps of steam and smoke that arose from her footprints. She smiled sheepishly - or about as sheepish as a Magby gets - before she pivoted and bolted out the tent's flaps. Stella gaped in shock, only regaining her sense as the blur of red vanished from her sight. Her face flushing scarlet with anger, she immediately gave chase. The early morning game of cat and mouse ended when Amystella's fervent pursuit paid off. As Hestia dove into the Map tent, Stella followed merely microseconds after. She swept the fleeing Pokemon into her arms and pinched its cheek in mock anger.
She was about to launch into a tirade of scoldings when she noticed Robin and Terra. Swallowing down her intended words, she flashed them both an embarrassed smile, fairly certain she looked like a mess. She shifted on the spot until Hestia was firmly nestled against her bosom, The mellow heat effusing from Hestia evicting the numbness from her body. Significantly more comfortable than she'd been a few moments ago, Stella took a seat greeting the duo of ladies.
"Morning ~"