The year is 321 AD and you are a lower class teen in the Kingdom of Aetherion. You'd wake up in your bed, the sun shining through your window, it's warm rays softly resting on your fur. You could hear the town begin to awake too. Merchants would begin their usual routines as pups would run rampant and play in the street. Finally you'd hear bells in the distance, signifying that the Kingdoms Capitol was now open for the townspeople to enter and speak with the kingdoms officials. Now it's your turn to start your day.