[center][h2][color=#85C1E9]Sgt. Maj. Mitchell[/color][/h2][/center]
[indent]It was now approximately half past noon, according to the position of the sun, anyway. Mitchell had just finished her 4th perimeter run for the day and was now on all fours, snarling into the ground as she forced herself to turn back into her human state. The whole 30 seconds it took for her to shift seemed to take so much longer in her world, while every bone broke and reformed into another form. When the tremble finally stopped in her body and she could stand up, she walked over to the bush she'd stashed her clothes in and slipped back into them before sliding in through the front doors. It wasn't long before she made it back to her bunk where Ghost was laying on her bed, patiently waiting for her. Mitchell smiled and greeted him with a few pets and a 'hey boy'. She sat down in her room for a few minutes before latching on Ghost's service jacket/harness and strode out with him through the corridors of the place, going off to find a familiar face to talk to. With it being halfway through the day, already, it was high time she got some human interraction in, having spent most of the day out in the woods around the place.[/indent]