Freedom of Flight

Chapter 6

©CRGangell aka Whitesabretooth

AN: I would like to point out a word that comes up later in the story, the first time it comes up I’ve put an * next to it to make it stand out. The word is torque (second definition if you look it up,) pronounced as tawk or torc and is a decorative metal collar or armband worn by the ancient Gauls and Britons.

Chapter 6

Alanna woke up and sighed as she stretched her lean and tanned body. She smiled while getting up for it was only a day before her birthday and she was starting to get all excited but at the same time she was starting to feel home sick. She missed her parents, siblings and friends. She sighed a little sadly this time and quickly got dressed. She quickly undid the plait to brush her hair before she put it back into a plait, which kept her long black hair out of the way. Once her hair was taken care of, she continued with her morning stretches. When she was ready, she went to her door and opened it just as Tarval was about to knock.

He grinned at her and stepped aside to let her out. “So a run and some light battle practice?” He asked as they started to walk, totally unsurprised by each other's presence as this was a part of their daily ritual. Jewel raced into Alanna’s room to tidy and got out her clothes for the feast tonight. Dominic, since Sage’s birth, had always held a grand feast for his people to celebrate the birth of his daughter and this year was no different.

“Yep, then a swim.” She added before jumping aside to let people barrel by. “Is it always this crazy before a feast?”

“Yes.” He grabbed her around the waist, sending tingles down his spine and her to repress a gasp in surprise and pleasure at the intimate way he pressed her body to his. He picked her up, took several steps out onto an open walkway and jumped. His wings opened and they glided until they touched down. He then released her, albeit reluctantly.

She stepped away slowly and smiled softly. “Thanks.”

Sage joined them moments later. “It’s a mad house in there,” she grumbled and they promptly started their run.

*

Dominic glared at E’lisa. “Must you insist on involving me in every decision? I told you anything you want will be fine.”

E’lisa went pale as she noticed a disturbance behind Dominic. She grabbed Dominic’s sword and tossed it to him. He caught the sword automatically and turned as he drew. He watched the portal form and a woman walked through. Dominic smiled in recognition and welcome while he sheathed his sword.

“Amy.” He said, surprised and pleased that she was here. He then watched as Wolfgang, Bastion, Keira, the triplets, Rhiannon and Vivian walked through.