.Silent Flight.

-Epilogue-

Dad was right.

Even as years pass it doesn't get easier.

I sat in my little hut, sighing as I tapped the stew off the wooden spoon I was holding on the side of the cauldron in which my dinner was cooking and stood up.

I looked at the skull resting over the fireplace and ran my hand down it, remembering the painful day where I lost my little man.

I had not had the heart to touch the corpse and when they first gifted my with these things I threw a fit because they dared to touch him.

This skull was Soren's, cleaned and done by my sister herself.

I glanced at the arrows made with green scales before my eyes shifted to the scale-mail armour made of the same scale... This way... I still had him with me in some way.

I exited the little house, gods it still hurts even after a decade.... I still miss you.... And will always miss you.

I whistled long, waiting.

And soon a thud came and I smiled at Black, patting his head, his scales were dulling, showing his age but he was still the leader.

So many things changed since that day.

One of the more obvious things was how my people behaved towards wyverns and I was there to calm down any feuds that were there at the start.

I became the crazy wyvern lady as the young kids now call me because I lived up here, on Soren's hideout, with the wyverns and not in the village.

My most proudest moment was when the metal chaining of the arena was taken down, despite the few protest they were, it was made into a different sort of school, one about learning on wyverns instead of where they were killed.

And with all I knew now that I had years to train I was, like Randi said that day, the village's wyvern master.

I sighed.... Randi, that day put a strain on our not yet existing romantic relationship and it took me years, years! to get out of my dark cave my mind was stuck in after Soren died, even now I would say we are more friends with benefits then true lovers but we are getting there with life picking up again.

Black grumbled, pushing his head in my chest and I chuckled, he was always here for me but since Soren died I never rode a wyvern ever again, the saddle he wore hung over the fireplace too.

Thora, she became one of the best riders in the village and was teaching the younger children that were interested in wyverns, she kept telling me she was seeing no one but she'd be gone on weird missions with Blue Thunder for a few days and come back, I think she is seeing someone on another island.

Randi was head of the guard, she turned down the position of leader because she realized, and I quote, <<That shit is too much work plus I prefer my freedom>>, so for now the old leader is still in power. Red and her got along well.

People were flying with wyverns now.

But not me.

I just couldn't do it, it hurt too much.

I snapped my fingers and Black bounced away.

"Renva!" I looked to the left at the path carved out in the dirt all the way here, Randi waving as she jogged up to me. "Hey."

"Hello." I signed with a big smile, getting a kiss on the cheek, this had basically become a challenge, who'd break first and kiss the other on the lips, it seemed to amuse her but it was annoying me at times which amused her even more so I can't win the fight but I will not lose the war.