chapter two || stinging the scales: Part Two: DayVoid

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DayVoid jumps out at SeaBlaze, but he was too quick and dodged the hunter’s attack. SeaBlaze spun around hastily and lunged for DayVoid’s throat. Quickly, his weight was lifted off of DayVoid followed by an almost too fast, to be intelligible, scolding aimed at the fighter trainee, “what did i just talk to you about? and then you go and attack him right afterward. WHY?” “Well it’s not my fault he’s so weak and small,” he growls at his teacher, glancing at DayVoid with malice in his eyes before quickly getting a claw swiped across his face. “Ow,” he groans, staring at his mentor with the same hatred he gives DayVoid and rubbing his own claw over the spot where he was hit, “why did you do that?” “Do I need to get the wing healer to give you some chores to do?” FakeTruth asks. SeaBlaze shakes his head, and leaves, stumbling off toward the fighters’ cave. “And you,” She turns to DayVoid, who squeaks under the intensity of her stare, “you’re not a fighter and he’s part of your quiver! There is no need to attack him!” she sighs “do you understand?” “Y-yes mam,” he stammered fearing his teacher’s sister. “Good,” FakeTruth states before turning off in the same direction as SeaBlaze. “Wow, she’s hot!” an unexpected voice startles him. He whips his head in the direction of his den in the cave before remembering that he was wearing the helmet of Herithine. “But you really need a lot of training,” he added before HonestLie speaks. “Well that was unexpected,” she says. “Just try avoiding him, in general,” she advises. “O-okay” he responds to both of them. “You realize,” Herithine asks, “that you can talk to me through your thoughts?” “O-oh” DayVoid realized aloud, sitting at the edge of the cave entrance looking up at the stars. Ah, sorry! He apologies through his thoughts. “Just go to sleep already so I can train you” the voice from the helmet sighs. Why? DayVoid thinks, I mean why is it so important for me to train? “Are you really that naive?” Herithine pauses, “fine, I feel pity for your suffering and I hate seeing the small suffer from the large.” Really? He asks, you mean it? “Yep,” he answers. Okay he replies happily, swallowing the feeling that there is another, deeper, reason. He heads to the trainee corner of the cave, settling down close to LargeHalf. Drifting into sleep he hears Herithine speak. “Your first task will be to find me in the dream realm.”