Skybound Meetings (Elincia | Tana)
Elincia rarely flew for pure pleasure anymore. Rather, she flew to train herself and her mount -- faster, higher, more agile. Her mount, though older than she was herself, kept pace with her, rising high above the clouds, darting back and forth, thrusting downward until the castle was in view again.
It was on one such descent that she caught sight of another rider on white wings. An envoy from Begnion, perhaps?
Curious, but cautious, she drew closer. If it was an enemy, she did have Amiti at her side, but she didn't expect it would be. She raised her hand in greeting to the stranger, who, unless Begnion had changed their uniforms, looked more a noblewoman than a simple soldier.
"What brings you to the skies of Crimea, traveler?"
