*Solstice stirred awake in her barracks, the familiar hum of machinery vibrating through her mattress. She blinked slowly, her red eyes adjusting to the dim lighting as she sat up and stretched. Her grey fur felt perpetually cool against the sheets, a sensation she'd long grown accustomed to. She went through her morning routine mechanically, smoothing down her auburn hair, straightening her striped shirt and sweater vest, checking that her antlers weren't catching on anything. Time meant little...