By the way, it's Renamon's POV
I sat on top of Takaro's house, staring at the now-rising sun. The sky was plastered with vibrant colours of pink, purple, blue, and yellow. The sun's rays shone beautifully on my soft, velvety fur, making it shine a bright golden. I smiled. I felt slight warmth upon my body. Heat from the sun. I could hear familiar groaning of Impmon, finally waking from his slumber. He was a very heavy sleeper, as I had tried to wake him up to watch the sun rise. But alas, he did not budge. I had been looking for someone to stare into the rising sun with me for ages now, but no one had seemed to want to, or even care for my simple wish. I sighed, closing my shining, azure eyes. I put a paw to my chest and shivered. A breeze waved through, brushing past my fur, sending a chill down my spine. The alpine trees near the house shook and shivered like a hundred cold and sad people whom were waiting. For what, you ask? Well, that I do not know, but they just.. seem like it. Now, I stare ahead, my eyes shining brightly. I hadn't realized it would be this cold. I mean, I knew it was winter, but I thought my fur would keep me warm. "Guh," I muttered, letting out a warm breath of air. I shivered once again. Jumping from the roof and landing on my feetpaws, I walked back inside through the sliding glass door. Impmon stood expectantly, looking at me. "Morning, Impmon," I whispered softly.
"Eh," the usually-grumpy Impmon said, turning away. "Morn' foxy." I strike him a glare, but he didn't notice. I hated when he called me that. It was not his place. I walked up to him and grabbed him by his red bandana on his neck. He grumbled in protest, swinging his arms and legs around in hopes to get away from my grasp. "Ey, put me down!" he said, frowning. I rolled my eyes in disbelief. "Calm down. What do you want for breakfast?" I asked him, looking at the purple Rookie.
"Ey! Why'd you have to pick me up to ask me!" he said, finally making me let go of his bandana. He hopped to his feet and said, "Make me some toast."
I struck him a light snarl and sharp glare. Immediately nervous, he stammered, "I-I mean.. P-Please ma'am.." I grinned in satisfaction. "Very well," I spoke softly, walking from the sunroom, to the kitchen. I grabbed the bread from the pantry and walked over to the electric toaster. I placed the bread into the toaster and pulled down on a small lever. The bread lowered, and the toaster began to heat up. "You come get it when it's ready," I yelled to Impmon, whom was in the next room. "Fine," he shouted back.
I walked into the same room as him. "Do you know if Takaro is awake yet?" I asked the yawning Digimon. He simply nodded and said, "Eeyup. Just waking up." I glared at him suspiciously, as he had said that with a rather disbelieving tone. He shrugged. "Dunno." he said. I reached down and flicked his ear. Before he had a chance to chew my ear off for flicking his, I walked into Takaro's room and shut the door behind me.
Takaro looked over at me, fixing her shirt's sleeves. She smiled. "Hey," I nodded. "Hello, Takaro." I said. Takaro stared at me. "Hey, um, would you go to the park with me today?" she asked. I nodded. "Sure," Takaro gave a grin. "Thanks. Len and Rin are coming too. Not sure about Angewomon." I smiled back. "Okay," I replied. From across the room, I could hear Impmon curse about his bread being burnt ever so slightly. I let out a chuckle and walked out of Takaro's room.