Camp Gym; Monday Morning.

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It was Monday morning and Cal was no longer on all fours and lacking in opposable thumbs, so it probably wasn't too terribly difficult to figure out where he was. He had nearly a whole week to catch up on, although, as he stretched to get ready for his workout, he wasn't feeling like the lengthly time as a hyena had been detrimental beyond an urge to chuckle a lot more than he would normal.

He tried to ignore it as best he could as he settled into a routine with the dumbbells.


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