❛ closed starter / alec potter .
location : pegasus stables . time : right after dinner . stipulations : closed for @alecptter .
⚖ there was a game of capture the flag planned for the night . it wasn’t exactly a tradition for her to take a subtle walk around camp beforehand , but it had quickly become the best thing to keep her calm and serene before the event . she continously took her training very seriously ––– every game of capture the flag had a lesson and every mistake was learned from . it was strange , how striding around camp for an hour or so could return her breathing to a calm and collected rate before she spent the next while putting her abilities to the test . she found herself in the stables , barely dragging her feet across the ground as she glanced and smiled at the animals around her . yet , spotting him at the other end , her smile was quick to fall .
it was so easy how quickly her demeanor could change in the matter of seconds . her hands were suddenly freezing , her heart pumping no longer at a calming rate , her breathing no longer automatic . it reminded her how quickly things could change , even over the course of a day . ❛ what are you doing here ? ❜ despite the sole curiosity behind it , the tone came out cold and unforgiving . almost like a curse rather than a blessing .
