Dungeon diving was hard work, and Corvus wasn’t against getting a bit of beauty rest in the middle of it. To her, presentation was everything; a messy, exhausted exterior could only mirror something similar on the inside. Thankfully, she had a pretty good internal clock, and would only nap for an hour or so before instinct awoke her. She was a light sleeper, too, so if anything threatening were to draw near, she would be back on her hooves in the blink of an eye. She wasn’t too worried ab...