Natures beauty was astonishing. One could never understand the full grace and tranquility of it, without living the life of a plant or animal. Everything was calm. Everything was serene. Not a single soul disrupted the peace. In the early rays of sunshine, when singled out souls would slowly begin to awaken for the hard days ahead, Dachou was already up and looking out the window of his home. The day had already been going on for a few hours, and Dachou didn't want to miss a single bit of it.
With a cup of tea in one hand, and a magazine in another, he leaned out the window, looking around the area. His house was aloft in the tree branches, airing about 40 feet in the air, swaying gently in the breeze. He took a slow sip from his cup, before setting it on the windowsill, his eyes glowing as the steaming cup scorched his tongue.
As Dachou looked around his home from the window, he spotted nothing amiss. Nothing to do. Today already looked like another calming time of relaxation. He sighed quietly. His light blue eyes darted around, then his eyelids slowly drooped, then he blinked, now alert. He was getting a bit sleepy.