Aravis was very pleased to be back in the dorms. She'd liked the cabins, certainly, but there were advantages to having a room to yourself and one other person. (And in this case, a cat as well.)
She'd enjoyed herself in the cabins, however. She had tried
ice cream, which had evidently been an emergency situation, and laughed at
Gavin and
Luke and
Rikku and
Seely.
She'd gone on
patrol with Mel and learned the truth about chocolate cows. That
confrontation had somehow turned into her telling her story, though she was still not sorry for having told him.
And last night, she'd visited a final campfire, and
met quite a few people.
Now, bit tired, she flopped onto the bed she'd already claimed as hers and idly started doodling in a small book. It may have been plans for getting a cow into a dorm room. It may not have been.
[open, especially for roomie!]