To think that summer had finished so fast... he would have never thought before, after all; a part of him expected it to be just him repeating the same day, with nothing to do. But he had gotten caught up in a lot of things.
His anchor was doing fine. He had reached level seven, which hadn't given him anything, but it was going fine. He had some problems with it, like finding out that if you're outside the anchor, you won't always get the experience and coins from your facilities, at least at a lower level. But still, he adapted.
Inky was doing just fine; he had gotten it to over twenty growth points, but more importantly, he had taught it to finally fly, so it could actually do something instead of just standing on his shoulder. But that was about it for it. Talking was far above anything he could teach it, after all; there's a reason why animals can't talk.
