When most of us have finished cultivating for the morning and are headed to breakfast, I notice Alpha Conway looking over at a group in a corner of the room. The younger girls of the pack.
"You know, my instinct says reprimand them for sleeping in past breakfast, but they're cultivating, and I want them to do that, but it still irks me seeing people napping with a stuffed animal in the middle of the morning." Conway says looking at me.
"Oh I know the feeling. They just look so happy and peaceful you just want to put them to work, right? Don't worry, I'll wake them up to eat and then they can cultivate in their rooms where they're not underfoot." I say with a grin.
