Vixen woke up to a bright ray of light, shining down upon his face. He had fallen asleep on the large window sill of the giant window he leaned against. Slowly he rubbed the sleep out of his eyes and yawned, he had fallen asleep in the same place for 3 days, and yet he still felt a wave of freshness whenever he woke up. It was a shame this was the last night he would be able to spend there.
He slid off the window sill and walked down the small ladder leading to the third floor of the library. Taking off the blanket that sat on the window sill, he folded them and placed them in a secret compartment in a bookshelf and slid the book he was reading before he fell asleep back into its spot on the shelf. It was one of the few books that didn't have dust on its cover and it was only due to Vixen's frequent use of it. It was his favorite book after all.
