The First Morning.
It was just a day after Marisa Coulter had brought Lyra and Pan away from Jorden Collage. She had still not known that Lyra had the Golden Compass, the truth-teller. Lyra was reading some papers in her room this day as Marisa saw the girl, she smiled.
"Dear, what would you like to do today?"
Lyra shrugged her shoulders. Pan then turned into a tabby cat as they were still waking up. Lyra picked him up and stroked him.
"I'm not sure, could we stay here today please Mrs Coulter?"
She asked. Mrs Coulter smiled again. She leaned forwards and looked at Lyra.
"Of course dear, we can do whatever you want. Later though. I have booked you a hair appointment. You need you hair doing dear."
She said as her own daemon, a golden monkey, looked over at Pan as Pan looked at him, slightly aware that the daemon was looking at him evilly as he saw Lyra's look of disappointment. Marisa then, unnoticed, pinched her daemons fur on his back. Telling him to calm himself.