Clara stretched out feeling the softness under her. Clearly, she was still sleeping on Bolt...Wait? Sleeping on Bolt?! That doesn't sound like a good phrase....She sat up with a startle and looked around only to find that she was not sleeping on a fluffy wolf but a comfy bed. Wait a minute!!!! She jumped out of bed, she looked at the time and her eyes fell out of their sockets then back. It was already 9am and she was sleeping? It was all Bolt's fault and that Wood Elf king!
She rushed to wash up, change and leave her sleeping quarters. Not giving importance to her surroundings, she scurried aroud the hallways like a little thief to get to class on time. However, when she threw the classroom doors open, she was welcomed by emptiness and silence, one she hadn't noticed while on her way here. Further more, it looked like the students had come to class but left in a hurry leaving their books and bags sprewn all over the class messily.
