Going Through the Motions....

[Dame Kaelyn Urquhart-Raven]

(CONTINUED FROM THE ESTATES DMITRII'S MANOR)
Kae rode in the dark of night and finally arrived at the place she had spent so much time before. On silent feet she walked into the arena breathing easier than she had in a long time. standing motionless in the middle she let memories of old come to her... remembering all the time she had spent here with her knights and rangers as well as those of Skye itself.

After what felt like hours she opened her eyes and drew her sword and began to practice her position and stances as if she had never missed a single day here.

Her movements were not a smooth or refined as they had been but in time all would be as it was ... right??

Was anyone around to see her? She did not care for it had been to long since she had felt this free and she was not going to dwell on what she could not control.[/color].

[Dame Kaelyn Urquhart-Raven]

After spending hours fighting against foes unseen Kae began feeling the pain of unused muscles... each screaming silently for mercy that would not be given. Chest heaving as she drew breath deep within her lungs... sweat pouring down her face... finally unable to raise her sword anymore she fell to her knees in the dirt of the area.

Above her the moon shone bright as did the stars... small wisps of clouds occasionally blocked the moonlight. Bowing her head she let the soft wind blow over her like gentle fingers and hands offering comfort... though it was something not for her.

Though she was tall for a woman her form was now slight and slim.... no longer that of the warrior she had been before being captured... her body was tired but her mind was not. Images of her time in prison filled her waking thoughts to the point of almost insanity.

Finally with a deep breath she pushed to stand.... wobbled and righted herself... blue eyes looked over at the barracks that housed the garrison of Skye.... Arganian soldiers among them. Then she looked to the door of the quarters belonging to General Maahes.... someone she called friend.

Of their own accord her feet moved towards that door...standing before it one gloved hand curled as if to knock upon it ... it fell without making a sound. That was before things went horribly wrong for her... now she cloaked herself from head to toe to conceal her face and looks so as to not offend others with her hideousness.Turning her back to it... she moved back to the lists and sat upon the dirt floor and leaned back against a post closed her eyes and wished her mind to remember happier days.