Melody
"Do I really need to do this?" I asked in a whine, my lips pulling with a frown as I looked down at Elara.
Her dark mossy green eyes narrowed at me playfully. "For the third time, yes," she grinned, expertly twirling the large blade in her hand before bringing it down across the belly of the moose we had taken down moments ago.
Well - one of the new Delta's had taken it down, Elara stating it was good practise for the young warrior to learn how not to deal a devastating blow.
I winced as it made a low noise and twitched, realising what that meant.
"Christ, Lara! It wasn't dead!" I gaped.
"We say Goddess or Omia." Elara corrected when the creature stilled and raised a blood covered hand, pointing a finger at me in warning while her other hand worked, continuing to explain
