Lynx sat up in a branch of a tree that he had climbed up into. His tail swung behind him and she scribbled in his journal. He had finally passed all of his classes and got back from a camping trip. He knew that it was time for him to move into the Junior class. This was when he would have to really take classes that interested him. He had always thought he would be a mountain man just wandering around freely, exploring the world of above and below. Now he knew that that was silly he couldn't wander around like a vagabond he needed a job. It was still important to him that it was a job he would like. That's why he decided he wanted to be a park ranger. They got to be outside and they helped take care of the forest that he loved so much. It would be easy for him too, he was honestly intimidated by the technology of the world and with being a park ranger the most he would have to learn was a walkie talkie and that didn't seem like it was too terribly hard. He wondered if it was a good choice, he thought maybe he would change his mind later but it seemed like the only thing that interested him. After all he had always been an outdoors kid, even in the swirling storms. It was easier then because it was warmer he didn't have to worry about getting too cold when he would lay down on the ground to sleep at night. Here he couldn't really do that, so many bugs and the cold. He needed a tent or a hammock here which wasn't so bad since he loved hammocks there was something so peaceful about them. He really wanted to go to the world of the above, he had heard so many stories of it. So he quickly wrote down in his journal his plan to become a park ranger in the world above. He doubted he would stay in the world below, he had nothing keeping him here, His parents maybe but he hadn't spoken with them in so long. He had no real friends, and nothing keeping him here; however that could all change.
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