The Riders' Rebellion (Scarsmate and DH)

[Dark Huntress]

[super lame but I don't have much >.<]

Rhinnëa peeked up from underneath her pillow to look at Rivera. "I see that," she yawned. Her annoying thoughts had pretty much disappeared, as she'd fallen asleep. "What took so long?" She shifted over, her glimmering hair splaying across her pillow.

*£*

Zaq lay in bed, mind wandering over his past in an attempt to sleep.

[Scars Mate]

'I let Eldárwen stay in the library to finish her book,' replied Rivera. She stooped down and grabbed some night clothes, before disappearing into the bathroom to put them on. Because it was going to be their last night here, she scrubbed her face and hands before returning to the bedroom so that she could get together te rest of their things. Not much had moved; they hadn't really been there long enough. As Rivera slipped into the bed, Eldárwen tiptoed in and quickly dimmed the lights. Within a few minutes, the younger girls were snoring lightly.

'So?' Whispered Rivera to her friend, who had been acting different.

[Dark Huntress]

"Cool," Rhinnëa murmured smilingly. She shrugged at Rivera's question. "So what?" The look in her friend's eyes made her feel as if she were going to press the matter, so she tried to change the subject. She vaulted herself off of the bed to the window. "Wow!" She smiled as she looked at the dragons help eachother groom. "Lyrea and Gweir? Who knew?"

[Scars Mate]

Rivera let out a laugh. 'Could they have been more obvious?' She asked derisively. She decide she would not bother Rhinnëa about what had happened; that was her business, and she could share what she wanted.

Leave us alone! called Lyrea lightheartedly, making the girls laugh. We'll be having an early morning, and you need sleep, she said, more seriously. They back into their bed, and after a few moments of silence, Rivera said:

'I think it's nice that they're together. I was worried Lyrea would never find a companion,' she paused ,'of that type.' She ginned at her friend, and then sighed. 'To Carvahall tomorrow, then.'

[Dark Huntress]

Rhinnëa propped her head up on her pillow, silky hair flowing over her arms to touch the pillow. "Yeah, I'm glad for Gweir, perhaps even a little envious," she admitted. Her tone and expression changing from wistfulness, she grinned. "I can't wait to get out of this hellhole. I think it's sad we'd rather take our chances with humans."

She flicked the werelights off with one movement then snuggled into her pillow. "Sweet dreams," she whispered.

[Scars Mate]

Rivera burrowed into the pillow, dragging the covers up to encase her. Sweet dreams.

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Wake up! Came a sharp voice. Rivera bolted awake, blinking sleep from her eyes. Rise and shine! Lyrea sung. The rider shook her head, a small smiling curving her lips. The sun was barely up, it's weak rays slipping through the curtains, illuminating the room only slightly.

'Time to get up,' she whispered to Rhinnëa, lightly shaking her shoulder. Her friend yawned and rose as Rivera went over and roused the younger girls, who both made sure that their opinion that sleep was much more important than waking this early was voiced.

'C'mon. Get dressed and grab something to eat.' She gestured to a bowl of fruit on the bed side table, before slipping into he bathroom and showering and dressings at top speed. As she left the tiled room, Rhinnëa entered, her clothes bundled under one arm. Both of the younger girls were dressed, and munching on some fruit, sitting on the packs.

[Dark Huntress]

Rhinnëa showered as quickly as she could, eager to be gone from the hell city. She pulled on her dark grey shirt and leggings and her boots. The moment she stepped out of the bathroom, she snatched her saddlebags and waltzed out onto the terrace where Gweir and Lyrea were grooming themselves.

I wonder if Eyulf and Zaq are ready..., she thought cheerfully to herself. Once she'd fastened the bags to Gweir's saddle and buckled it onto him, she tapped on their glass door. Zaq opened it, stubble clinging to half his face and Eyulf glanced up from the pack he was stuffing things into, shirtless.

"Almost ready?" She grinned at them.

Zaq gave her a look. "Eesh, whose on their happy spell?" He grumbled, apparently not a morning person. "But yeah, let me get this crap off of my face."

"Threyja," Rhinnëa mumbled softly then stifled a laugh as Eyulf's bag tumble off his bed and he shot her a look.
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"Hey!"

She shrugged. "Hurry up!" Then she darted back into the girl's room.

[Scars Mate]

Rivera tried (and failed) to avoid looking at Zaq.

Ahh, came Lyrea's voice. To feel the sting of young love...

Shut up! Rivera growled in reply, but Lyrea just laughed.

I'm sorry, little one. But keep focused in the task ahead. Just ignore him. She sighed, but decided to go along with that plan.

'C'mon!' Nellas called. 'Same arrangement as last time?' There was a murmur of agreement, and after checking they had all the necessary supplied, were soaring upwards, with Zaq and Eyulf with Rhinnëa on Gweir, and the others on Lyrea.

They're flying very close together, mused Rivera to Rhinnëa, in regard to the dragons.

[Dark Huntress]

Rhinnëa smiled at Rivera. Yes, and concentrating on eachother. I bet Gweur would fall out of the air if I poked him! She laughed, eliciting a look from Zaq. "What?!" She asked irritatedly.

"You're so a morning person."

"Elf. And only this morning," she grinned.

"Why? You and Wolfboy hook up or something," he scratched his cheek. Rhinnëa frowned, did Eyulf tell him. Color stained her face as she shook her head.

"Wolfboy is right here," Eyulf growled. "And no."

Rhinnëa thanked him mentally then launched angry thoughts anoint jumping to conclusions on Zaq. "Hey," he flipped his hair, "I was hoping someone got somewhere last night."

Nope, Eyulf grinned, seeming to enjoy his lie. Rhinnëa glanced over at Rivera.

Men are insufferable, she grumbled.

[Scars Mate]

I couldn't agree more, Rivera said heartily. Her eyes slowly came out of focus, only to rest on the horizon. The sun was still low, it's rays highlighting her hair to make it appear golden. She closed her eyes, enjoying the feeling of the cool breeze on her face, and the sun slightly warming her cheeks. She felt at peace with herself for the first time in a while; until she heard Zaq's voice carry over to her.

Whatcha thinking about? Nellas asked upon seeing her sister's face. It hadn't looked grumpy- it was only years of knowledge that prompted the younger girl to ask, and she had struck gold.

Nothing, came the grumbled reply.

Zaq?

'Shut up!' Rivera said angrily, before realising she said it out loud. She clapped a hand over her mouth, before turning to Nellas, fuming. 'Just give it a break,' she hissed, before turning back around in her saddle. Her good mood was ruined.

She meant no harm, Lyrea said gently, pulling her attention from Gweir for a few seconds. Rivera would have replied, but Lyrea was back talking to the other dragon.