Calamity was sleeping, perched across a rock. She loved moments like this, where she could doze off for a few moments without getting an inexplicable stab of guilt. Her mind would always wake her up and nag about training and stuff. Ugh, paranoia at its finest. Although the cub was a very light sleeper, so even if someone were to breathe too loudly, she'd wake up.
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