The next morning, Theora was brutally awakened by a loud bang against the door.
"Murder him," Willow groaned. "I'm going to murder him!"
Theora sighed heavily into her pillow. She was also annoyed at Valerius' zeal, but more than that, she was surprised to realize she'd slept as much as her human roommates. The previous day had been pretty tiring indeed, and as she sat up, she noticed she wasn't the only one who had trouble emerging. She had chosen the far right bottom bunk, with Lylesia on the one above her, and Selvie occupied the middle one alone, while the twins had taken the far left bunk beds, Willow was sitting upright in the bottom bed and glaring at the door as if she could see Valerius through it.
"Let's not be late," Theora grimaced. "I have a feeling Lastarck will be even
