“Aye sir,” said transporter chief.

The crew disappeared and arrived in the bright sun of Risa, the sunny resort light breeze and the artificial weather made it a perfect vacation.

“Morning Bright” slowly unfolded, straitening his neck and lifting his head wile slowly straitening his tail. His tung flicking out to taste the warm salt air. A deep trill of excitement escaped the large Gnal as he stretched out and looked around.

Ensin “Morning Bright”

OOC, Sorry if I jumped the gun, but I needed to post…