It was later in the day, Friday, to be exact and Kazmiyah sat there on her bed, legs crossed, and eyes closed, in meditation to center her mind. She’d been there for three hours and still could not clear her thoughts; the only thing centering her attention, the discussion she had with the Alpha Warren, the day before.
With a frustrated sigh, Kazmiyah hopped off of her bed and with finesse flipped onto her hands to start handstand pushups. Maybe this would help her center; it usually did. She moved up and then down vigorously for five sets before she’d slow down for two. Her short and curly ponytail was steadily loosening as she steadied to her fast pace again, strands falling across her eye obscuring her view of the trees far outside her window.
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