Relaxation time (open any who KNOW Atlacia)

Atlacia yawned as she tidied up the room. It was rather boring here. Since she'd just gotten here, she had to clean up the small bit of a mess Spencer had somehow created. The blinds were drawn, the beds a mess and her suitcase ly on the floor without further questions. She smiled as she unzipped the large black, fabric-bag and pulled out her knick-knacks. They varied from small images of wolves, to figurines of wolves and dragons. A particularly charming piece was a shining metal crescent moon that floated above the howling of one lone wolf. Atlacia ran her fingers along the finely detailed grass, the small stars, the porcelain wolf and the metal curve of the moon.

A sigh of contentment left her lips and she began decorating the area around her bed. Her most precious of the treasures was a stuffed wolf that she placed on her bed after giving it a comforting squeeze. She still slept with a stuffed animal, but noone really knew and even if they did, they usually didn't care to pay attention long enough.

Her eyes wandered around the room and she plopped on her own bed, closing her eyes. How boring.. it's so quiet.. it's been so.. chaotic lately. She let out a breath of contentment.. peace.. was so... peaceful...