Zephyr rolled out of his hammock, landing on the floor lightly. First day of camp! Excited, he got dressed quickly.
The dragon boy was dying to open the box, his fingers itching as he held it. So unfair! He felt like Pandora...if only he could sneak a peek...
His stomach's rumbling distracted his thoughts, and he went to the mess hall. He gathered together an inhuman amount of food: pancakes, cereal, waffles, toast, fruits of all sorts, bagels, and enough butter to coat the entire camp. He sat down and began eating ravenously. Food had never tasted so good! The box that he had been so curious about was, for now, forgotten.