Tirah had woken up nearly a half hour before hearimg any sorts of roar, so instead the roar startled her, making her drop her toothbrush on the floor. She sighed a bit. She was tense here on campus, because she didnt want to mess up in front of everyone again. She was determined to make her puking incident the last of its kind. So, Tirah washed off her toothbrush, and rinsed out her mouth, put a pin in her hair, and made a mental goal, that today would be perfect.

[i]Meditation room in 15 minuts [/i] she repeated to herself as she went down the Magical Stairway. It was hard to think about meditation class when she was busy running down the Stairs, or praying that her parents werent too deathly upset with her for leaving despite their wishes. Meanwhile, she worried about numerou things, primarily being the lion kitten she expected to show up sometime soon. [I]What if it arrives when im gone? What if they get hungry? Will it be a boy or a girl lion? Will i need more snack? What if they accidentally give me a full sized lion, and i come back to no bedroom!!!![/i] and as if somebody switched the magic switch, she began hyperventallating and she ran almost completely winded onto the floorbwith the meditation room. She could see it, in plain site and just ha to reach it. Despite a gentle black "fuzz" closing in on the edge of vision she would make it, and it was a small internal victory when she finally got to the door. She tried to steady her breathing, and waited for someone else to show up. Weather it was a teacher or a student, that way she didnt walk in alone, and make herself too obvious.