Wakes up on the balcony again, nestled in the comforter as the sun warms me. Haven't seen the little dragon in a couple of days, wonders where it went off to., and hope it's okay.
Gets up, drags comforter back inside and over to the washing machine, manages to finally get it stuffed in the washing machine, and thanks the Spirits the soap is those little packets, so I'm able to get one in the washer without spilling powder everywhere. Figures out the buttons to get the machine going, and heads downstairs for a walk-about and some lunch while it runs.
As I pass through the lobby I see Zarco with a new resident, nods as I pass but do not interrupt. once outside I go from a walk to a near lope to stretch my legs, and run several laps around the complex before stopping to lay in a patch of wildflowers growing in the rough that look like the ones that grow near my den back home. I find the smell bringing back good memories, but makes me long to be home with my pack. I roll in the flowers, sorry for causing them damage, but wanting to carry the scent with me.
I huff, and slowly get up, stretch, and start padding to the main building, my belly telling me loudly that it is time to eat.
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