2nd of Fall
It was a beautiful day up on the Aeries; a gentle breeze teased at the giant birds, pulling at the wings of the worshipped raptors, prompting them into flight. The golden rays of the fall sun warmed the hard rock of the cliffs, smells of earth and bird mixing pleasantly, wafting delicately on the autumn air.
In almost every regard, it was a perfect day. Or, it would have been a perfect day, if it hadn't been for the screaming.
It was a couple, it had to be; no one else argued like that. She, beautiful in her rage, and he, awkward in his defense, and obviously unhappy about the entire situation.
"You're blowing me off? ME?" The woman shrieked, fierce.
"No. I mean, yes, but --,"
"And for training? She hissed, "You promised me a picnic; you're just lucky I don't go off with Sydle," she paused in mock thought, a finger placed thoughtfully on her chin, "Or maybe I should? I doubt he'd ever think of ditching me for some stupid training session."
"Look, Danisse, I didn't really have a choice. You know how it is, someone's gotta train the new recruits. It just happened to be mine turn," he sighed, rubbing the back of his head. "Look, can't we postpone it till tomorrow? What-his-face is supposed to get back from Alvadas, and I hear he's bringing back some good stuff." He smiled, as charming as he could manage.
Danisse snorted, obviously a charming enough for her.
"You know what? I think I will go off with Sydle. Besides, I've heard he's made captain," she nodded, turning away from the offending Endal.
He groaned as she walked away, sliding down a stone wall.
"Petching trainee."