Pruned Trees Re-Sprout!! ~ Ragazza Volpe Magica ~

The next morning after having returned to their room in the Lyreann Maestro Affairs Office.

Pacifica's eyes shot open. "RIVER!" Much to the annoyance of her now-conscious bedmates.

And so began the early morning shuffle to tackle their day. While Shouri, Taika, and Rebecca were functionally zombies who shambled about the room, the enthusiastic otter finished her own preparations in record time.

"Oh boy oh boy oh boy," Pacifica repeated excitedly to herself as her friends slowly got dressed. The water element sat on the couch bouncing in place, as the television droned on about local news and weather.

"It's gonna be a scorcher today folks! A high of ninety with no rain in sight!"

"Make sure you wear plenty of sunscreen and keep any Water elements well hydrated today."

"Yeah, don't want them catching Evaporation illness!"

"Oh boy oh boy oh boy." Pacifica was barely processing what was being said by the newscasters, only catching that it wouldn't be rainy or thundery, so nobody had anything to complain about.

Shouri dragged his feet over to the couch, blue tuner in hand. "Hey, we're not going straight there," he told the otter through a yawn.

"WHAT." Pacifica turned on her beloved Maestro.

Said Maestro winced at the noise. "Inside voice please."

"Why?" she demanded, heeding her Maestro's command.

"Colette wants to make sure you all are clean of Feroce," Shouri grumbled, glancing at the message currently left up on the tuner's screen.

"I know we're clean. I know what Feroce feels like." Pacifica frowned, leaning back and folding her arms. "Just a waste of time," she huffed.

"Hell hath no fury like an otter's scorn." Shouri rolled his eyes, noting how snippy Pacifica got when being denied an hour or so of playtime in the water. "We'll try to do whatever she needs fast," he assured her.

Pacifica's eyes darted away. "It's for our peace of mind," she told herself. "It's fine," she said more to convince herself over her Maestro.

"It will be." Shouri nodded slowly.

Once more the quartet found themselves in front of building four at Lyreann University.

"Please god, I hope the elevator is working today," Shouri sighed, recalling yesterday's visit.

"Me too." Pacifica was in a worse mood today.

Rebecca placed a hand on both of her friend's backs. "It'll be fine. Exercise is good for you, right Taika?"

Taika held her hands over her gut, looking down sadly. "Ho fame," she whimpered.

"Thanks for the backup." Rebecca narrowed her eyes at the hungry fox. "Let's go." The fire fox pushed the group forward.