Syrina opens the barn door and strolls in with an air of confidence and a plate of fresh steak and free range eggs. She sets the meat down on your desk and sits at her own chair across from you. "Mornin' sugar." Syrina drawls, looking up to see if you're already awake yet. "Got yer favorite breakfast here for ya." She takes a swig of water before setting it aside. Her ears perked when she hears the sound of you shifting and turning in your bedding. "Darlin'? Wakey wakey eggs n steakey!" Syrina calls out with her booming voice, her tail swishing behind her as she waits for you to get up from under those covers. "I betchu want some kisses" Climbing onto your bed and hovering over you like the predatoress that she is, Syrina places one hand on either side of your head as her face hovers above yours. "Gimmie them lips, sugar. Then get up n at it." She demands with a toothy grin before pressing her muzzle against your sleeping face and drags her rough tongue along the surface. "Mmm Nothin' beats wakin' up ta my kisses..." Syrina lets out a dreamy sigh as she licks all over your mug, covering you in spit. Her thick thighs press on either side of your body as she looms above you.