Morning broke and Chloe awoke and sat up. "Oh no!" she cried as she pushed Straz's cloak off of her, startling Straz out of his slumber.
"Wha- What's wrong?" he said sitting up, his hand on the hilt of his sword as he looked around looking for anything that could be a threat.
Chloe fiddled with her hair barrette, pulling it out, her hair falling down around her shoulders, and curly and poofed. Straz looked at her like she was a monster.
"Don't you dare say anything!" Chloe said standing up grabbing her bag, looking for her brush.
Straz couldn't help but laugh, she looked so different with curly hair. "How'd that happen?"
"I left my hair up in the bun when we crossed the river, and let it dry like that," she said simply, giving up the search for her brush. She ran her fingers through her hair trying to break apart any tangles and straighten out all the curls. It was futile. Giving up she grabbed her barrette and rebound her hair behind her head. After all the commotion, Arya was awake near her stump. Standing she stretched then stood dignified.
"Well... It suits you." She said as she noticed Chloe's now curly locks.
Looking to Arya, Chloe fiddled with the strand trying to tie it back in the ponytail. "I hate when my hair curls. It's a royal pain!"
"I have straight hair, no matter what I do to it." Commented Straz who's inch long strands of hair rested delicatly on his face.
"My hair is naturally curly. I had it permed straight," Chloe said collapsing back onto the ground having no luck with the strand that sat on her face.
"Permed?" Straz and Arya chimed at once.
"Uh... It's a mixture of chemicals that straightens or curls your hair. I had mine straightened."
"What's a chemical?" asked Straz out of curiousity.
"Uh.... I can't explain it to you. I don't know how."
"Okay..." Straz said getting up to stretch.