Moca's boots crunched against the wooden floor boards as she trudged back to her room, a small, curtained nook tucked within the cabin's modest looking but expanded interior.
Her breath puffed out in faint clouds, though the chill barely touched her thanks to the Heat Magic woven into the cabin's walls.
But as she makes her way back into her personal space.
She could not help but think, as she said to herself.
"I can"t believe the Prez was a Shinso monster this whole time."
She muttered, shaking her head.
"Guess that explains his power… and a few other things as well."
She slipped into her resting area, the faint creak of the floorboards greeting her. A simple sleeping bag lay in the corner, her only comfort in this spartan space.
Moca stretched, her muscles loosening as she began to unbutton her uniform top.
The cold outside was brutal, but she had long grown used to sleeping naked, a stubborn habit she couldn't shake.
Without it, sleep eluded her entirely.
