Yionica VS Wyvren

On patrol again, so boring and tedious, Wyvren had a hard time paying attention to the surroundings. As she stepped lively along the cliff edge without any fear of falling, she blew a strand of orange hair out of her face, her arms hanging off her spear that was over her shoulders.

Nothing came this close to the Eyrden base, so why in Eyrd’s name was she assigned this position? It was probably her father’s fault for insisting she was too young for the real deal, the minotaurs near the base of the cliff, or even the spiders in the dark caves. She frowned slightly. Okay, not the spiders, but she could handle the minotaurs.

She paused suddenly. What was that bright red she had seen? She crouched low as the red was seen between a couple rocks. Was it that red-haired Iukan she had seen a couple times? She looked around. No, he wouldn’t come this far by himself. But still, that was hair she had seen, no doubt about that. It could only mean one thing, regardless. This was an intruder and she was on duty. A grin spread across her face. Time for some action.

She easily flipped over the edge of the cliff, landing lightly on the rock below. Yup, that was surely someone, but not a man, a girl. Her red hair was long indeed, tied back in a ponytail. Wyvren frowned. Was this just another Eyrden? Couldn’t be, there weren’t any other female recruits besides her. She must be Iukan, but her clothes maybe suggested at Yurtganen.

“You there!” Wyvren called out in a loud voice. The girl stopped and spun around, ready to face whatever threat was challenging her. When she saw Wyvren sitting up top a rock, looking as if she was a part of the scenery, she relaxed slightly. What’s another young girl like herself going to do? “State your name and business!”

The red haired girl titled her head, a slight frown on her face. This was a soldier then. “Name’s Yionica Aya Melissa Silverowl, my business is my own. And who are you supposed to be?” The orange haired girl stood, her spear hanging innocently at her side. So this soldier was also armed. How lucky for Yionica.

“Wyvren Sorbin, niece to the Griffin Tamer and soon to be an Eyrden Aerial!” Wyvren shouted with pride. The last bit wasn’t entirely true, she had quite a ways to go before she bonded with a griffin, but this girl, Yionica, didn’t have to know that. “This is Eyrden territory, and you’re trespassing!”

Yionica looked to the side. This young girl seemed to be important in these lands. “I-I see. Well, I was just passing through.” Yionica turned to leave, the water pouch at her waist swishing with her movement.

Wyvren frowned, “You sure? Cause if you were just passing through these lands, you’d have quite a bit more with you than just that little pouch there,” she said, smiling a teeny bit smugly. Yes, she was being smart and wouldn’t be fooled, no matter if this girl seemed nice. Heck, the two would probably become friends, but Wyvren was tired of doing nothing, she wanted to earn her wings! And dealing with a trespasser would be a sure sign she’s ready!

Yionica pasued in her apparent self-assured walk, “Well. I didn’t think it’d take this long to get past the uh- mountains.” She looked to the side. Yes, she was lost, but she wasn’t about to tell Wyvren that.

“Heh, you’re lost aren’t ya?” Wyvren said grinning.

“No! I said I’m just passing through!” Yionica replied, bristling at Wyvren’s cockiness. “So… go about your business,” she finished, glancing back at the solider. Her heart sunk as the girl jumped from the ledge, coming over to Yionica, her spear in her hand.

“Sorry but, rules are rules, I’ll probly have to take you up and meet the Griffin Tamer,” Wyvren said. Then a sudden idea came to her, one that was very nice but, she thought, would make Fuyuki-the-prankster quite proud. “He, the Griffin Tamer, is this huge man that eats minotaurs for breakfast. A little girl like you would probably be desert.” She sighed sadly for dramatic purposes. “I only escape his wrath cause we’re related.” She looked at Yionica with a look she hoped was forlorn. “It’s sad really, but he’s our leader, and in time I will be as great a cannibal as he!” She banged her fist again her chest in a salute, then quickly pointed her spear at Yionica, trying her best not to laugh at her foolish joke. “You best come quietly, so as to lessen the pa-”

Her words we cut off by a very surprising spout of water shooting into her face. She stood there frozen, her spear seeming to droop as she blinked the water out of her eyes. Yionica had her hands outstretched in Wyvren’s direction, her water pouch open. Wyvren did a double-take and noticed that water was streaming from the pouch into Yionica’s hands where it swirled around into a ball, ready to be shot at Wyvren again. “You’re not taking me to no cannibals without a fight!” she shouted.

“Wait!” Wyvren dived to the side, rolling behind a rock to avoid getting drenched again as another water ball shot straight for her chest. “I was only kidding!”

“Sure!” Came Yionica’s shout from the other side of the rock. “Lie to me once, you’ll lie to me again!” Yionica ran around the rock, only to have to jump to the side as Wyvren’s spearhead came at her. She flipped back, managing to catch a shaking footing on the uneven terrain as Wyvren lunged again, jumping up on the rock as if she was a mountain goat. She had the familiarity of the terrain, but Wyvren’s spear thrusts were somewhat lacking, that of a recruit slowly getting a hang of tough fighting. Yionica had the superior fighting skills then.

She jumped up onto the rock, her leg kicking out at Wyvren who flipped back, sliding off the rock and landed with sure footing on a lower edge. Yionica jumped down after her and kicked at Wyvren’s side and brought up her hand to block the shaft of Wyvren’s spear from smashing onto her head.

“Calm down, will you?” Wyvren shouted as she deflected a quick kick to her legs, an attempt to make her loose her balance. “I’ll let you go, alright?” She growled, as Yionica didn’t seem to listen, her attacks coming quick and precise. She was definitely trained in the ways of hand-to-hand fighting, but as long as Wyvren kept her spear between the two of them, Yionica couldn’t do much harm. On the other hand, Wyvren forgot about the water. A blast of it from the pouch crashed into Wyvren, sending her sprawling farther down the cliff. Momentary panic swept over her but was quickly gone as her foot caught on a rock, stopping her fall that could’ve been fatal.

Yionica stared down at the young elf who looked no older than her. “You won’t follow me understand?” she shouted down.

Wyvren glared back up at her, “Well you should be trespassing in Eyrden territory!”

The red-haired girl laughed, folding her arms across her chest, “I was looking for a way out, instead I found a bunch of cannibals!”

“We’re not cannibals, I was just pullin’ your leg!” Wyvren began making her way back up the cliff, keeping a wary eye on Yionica’s water pouch. “Now get out of here!”

“Keep in ming that I won that fight!” Yionica replied, stepping back onto the path that seemed to be heading out of the mountains, keeping a similarly wary eye on Wyvren’s spear.

“Yeah whatever you say, Yion…ca Silver-something!” she snapped, now stepping up to the higher ground.

“Yionica, Wyvern!”

“It’s Wyvren!”

“Whatever you say!”

The two girls gave each other one last penetrating look, then turned their backs on each other and heading in opposite directions, the red-haired one going down, the orange-haired going up.

It wouldn’t be long until they both forgot about this encounter while dealing with the many wonders of their individual lives.