Sable's Bunk. (Open to all)

Sable walked into the cabin, seeing that others had already claimed bunks or set up there places in the room. The weapons hanging on the wall was a nice touch. Walking over to an empty bunk, Sable found some extra sheets in a suitcase that belonged to herself. Pulling out the turquoise sheets, Sable began to hum to herself, Sheba wagging her tail excitedly. Pulling the other contents of her bag, Sable pulled out a small handle like object, laying it on her pillow. No one would touch that, for there own sake.

Luckily it was sunny outside and Sable would wear what she usually did. Her cowgirl boots, shorts and a tank top that was a bright shade of yellow with a smiley face on it. She would much rather prefer a rainstorm, but oh well. Sticking the rest of her clothes into a dresser, Sable also layed out her henna kit on top of the dresser.

Last but not least, she found a book written in Ancient Greek. Sheba hopped up on the bed, licking Sables face. She laughed, pushing her best friend away. Maybe this year at camp wouldn't be to bad at all. Perhaps maybe she could even make a few friends. There was a world of possibilities.