James was in his room, curled up on his windowsill. He was bored, and just stared at the outside. It was relaxing, but did nothing to cure the boredom. He sighed, and got up, his tail waving in the air. He walked to Bridget's room, and walked into it. "Sis, I'm bored." He said to Bridget, sitting down next to her. "What'cha drawing?"