It was an early summer afternoon, and Jana Kay just came back from a pegasi-riding lesson. She was happy, for she had been able to ride one of her favorite pegasi: a chestnut stallion with white mane and tail called Stan. It was a fine pegasus, and easy to ride.
Now, though, she had exchanged her riding clothes (white jeans with her orange Camp-Shirt, and riding boots) for a light, green summer dress and ochre thongs. Her Camp Necklace, which had already one pearl, glistened in the sun rays.
Her long, thin blonde hair was falling freely down her back, and her green eyes gleamed with good mood.
She was heading for the Lake; under her dress, she was wearing her blue and white bikini, and she'd die for a swim in the fresh water.