Uprising

Day's End

She wondered, looking back at her elders, They are perfectly capable of becoming formidable opponents in a second, should she show any signs of opposition with their plans. She took one more glance in their direction, the soft features they showed as they conversed, almost as if they were speaking to old friends. No, she couldn't see them trying to turn on her, not like that, she stared at the plate that was placed before her, it was relatively decent meal, not as grand as the ones back home, but still.......... Another glance, for some reason she kept looking in that direction, like she was trying to wait for an answer. She wouldn't receive one, she knew that. They had told her that all answers would be revealed tomorrow, during her training. She felt a small inkling of realization fall inside her heart, she would be training tomorrow. Would it be like her training at home, or like the tea, did Alkyone have different methods of training warriors?

She didn't pry, instead she decided that she would wait. She felt content with what had happened and even seemed to relax further. Maybe the meditation had calmed her, released a slow spell of control that would release itself further throughout her training. That would be good to know. She nodded inwardly, My true training has begun, the methods are odd but work. Don't question it. A tad bit more satisfied with her new sense of clam she decided that she would turn in for the day, “Alkyone......Where is my room located?” The womyn looked in her direction for a second, then got up to lead her to it. Both womyn walked to the living room to collect her things, and they walked to a large door at the beginning of the Eastern most hall, “Here it is, feel free to customize it with whatever you want.” Artemis nodded, walking it slowly.

The room was a great size, most likely fit for a warrior in a higher class than her own, she figured. She put her satchel beside her bed, not worrying about taking anything out. Everything could be placed in the morning, she took her sheath of her back, it dripped slightly from where it had dipped into the water of the sun room. Artemis hung it on the post of the massive bed. The bed itself was a beautiful seashell color, it smelled of sea salt and open waters. The bed was as soft as the voice of a caring mother. Artemis allowed her full weight to be caressed by the soft fabric as she slowly tuned into the dreaming conscious of her mind.

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Aella sighed deeply as the two womyn left the room, she felt weariness cling at her very being. She has the sword, Alkyone will teach her out to use it, she thought calmly, Everything will turn out okay. She sighed as Alkyone walked back into the room, “The little girl's probably tuckered herself out. I didn't thing she'd get into her mind's eye so easily....” Aella nodded, “It is a most promising thing, Alkyone. She has the makings of a warrior of your caliber.” Alkyone nodded slightly and looked on, mouth turned in a slight scowl, “Why?” Aella pretended not to hear her. “She could lead us to victory and give the Womyn a proud and long prosperous rein.” Alkyone still stared on, “So why, you saw her, she about as old as an apprentice!” Aella continued to pretend to ignore her, “She could become head general in two years, at least, maybe even higher than that in a few more years-” Alkyone pulled a knife to her throat, somewhat slicing deep enough that a blood droplet formed above the sharp blade, “She is too young for the hell you put people through! Why am I training her?”

Aella turned to her younger companion and slyly pushed the blade away, , “Alkyone, you would do best not to draw you blade against me.......” she began to walk away, and before Alkyone could argue, “....and do not, question the council. You owe us your life.” She said sternly before walking away, most likely to find the room she rested in earlier. Alkyone put her blade down. Trying hard not to think of the frightened child that she had seen earlier, afraid of what she had seen in her own mind. “I do not owe the council her life as well, do I?” she muttered calmly as she walked out of the kitchen, turning off the lights as she did so.