Cuddly Wuggly Bunny Campfire; Tuesday Afternoon.

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It settled onto Cal's realization slowly that he actually didn't have play rehearsal today, leaving a wide open day where he didn't really have anything to do at all. He considered going and working out a little more, but he'd slept in for one thing, and he thought it might be a good idea to be easy on its body, since it still felt like it was getting used to not being a hyena anymore. So he thought he would just go out and enjoy the fair, sunny day outside the cabin. He had a seat on the ground, leaning against a log, with a book to read.

After about twenty some odd pages, though, the book ceased to really hold Cal's attention, and what started out as a relaxing reading day turned into a relaxing bout of just watching the clouds drifting in the sky. He actually found himself surprisingly fascinated with them, because they were real clouds, untouched by a dreary, pale-colored sheen of factory smoke and smog like the skies over Detroit. Blue, blue skies, and white clouds without a faint touch of pink.


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Tuesday After Classes, Gym -- Cheerleading Practice

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Savannah wasn't feeling well, but there was no way she wasn't going to set up for practice.

She set up the tables of music and refreshments, and pulled all of the mats out for people.

After she put the sign-in sheet on the table, she found herself a mat to stretch out on.