Ryanne jumped when the alarm went off, though she had been awake for some time already. George rolled over and grunted at her side, then sniffed her hand to see if she was awake. She patted him on the head and sighed.

[color=fff200]"Time to get up George. Gotta get used to a schedule again."[/color] Ryanne was used to getting only four or five hours of sleep at night, though she suspected that would change as her activity level increased with the school's various training programs. Her blindness also lead to insomnia, though she always at least laid in bed between 10 pm and 5 a.m. With a more rigorous schedule she hoped that would change, otherwise it would be a miserable several years for her.

She stood and stretched, taking care to do her morning yoga before getting ready for the day. The stretching released tension she had been unaware of in her shoulders and lower back, making her feel much more awake and ready to tackle the newness of the school grounds. Going to her clothes she selected a nice soft sweatshirt and jeans. Her mother always bought her colors that went with her hair and eyes, so this was a dark blue that made her paling eyes pop brighter. Not that Ryanne cared much, she couldn't see herself anymore. She put on some tennis shoes and brushed her hair into a messy bun at the nape of her neck.

Calling George over, she attached his halter handle and yellow service dog vest to his halter. He licked her face a few times as she did so, which was his way of showing her that the new place wasn't going to change him. In the four years she had had him he had licked her face as many times as he could while she put his halter on, which always earned him a hug and a few treats from his jar. She fished those out of her trunk, throwing them at him and hearing him jump to catch them.

[color=fff200]"Good boy."[/color] she said, scratching his chin as he came over to her. [color=fff200]"Let's get this day started, shall we?"[/color]

Heading downstairs to the kitchen she sensed that there were two others already there by their shadows in the kitchen.

[color=fff200]"Good morning!"[/color] She said brightly, feeling a bit more social after a decent bit of rest. [color=fff200]"Could one of you point me to bread, a banana, and the toaster? I don't wanna bother y'all by lookin' for it."[/color]