Sailor McCay, a 15 year old sheep anthro, trotted down the side of the road, her hands clasped around her rucksack handles to prevent her bag from swinging everywhere. She had suddenly slept in, after working on a project until late the previous night, and as a consequence was now behind schedule. She drew up to the school, and made her final sprint to where her locker was. Quickly checking her phone, she was greatful to see that there was still 10 minutes until the start of the school day. She briskly swung her bag in front of her, opening her locker and during out the books she needed for the day, flicking her messy, shoulder-length brown hair out of her face, before closing it again and letting out a relieved sigh.
Sorry, I had to go semi-advanced, I can't do short posts ;~;