Eren laid still in the nest, peering over the edge with furrowed brows. His sleep had been rejuvenating, deep and undisturbed, until he 'd awoken to sounds of movement within the hollow. The angled beam of sunlight coming through the window suggested it was quite early in the morning and yet Eren was all alone in the mound of cotton. It was strange for Levi to be up before midday, he usually slept well into the afternoon.

Watching carefully, Eren remained silent as he tried to figure out what the alpha was doing. Black wings flapped, sporadic and restless, while Levi paced around the hollow with a dainty blue cushion scrunched between his hands. He sure was weird sometimes, Eren thought. Levi stopped as he walked by the hollow 's entrance, shimmering silver eyes leaving the pillow to inspect the illuminated arch of the opening. Thin black eyebrows pinched together, either from annoyance or intense concentration, possibly both.