Wings & Dreams

Ch.11 - Departure Hunting

The next day, I was standing in front of the house. This time I had to wear protective clothing - clothes for hunting. A little dagger hung on the side of my shirt. Zeyn said, I must have a weapon, just in case I get lost and encounter danger.

"I wonder if Zeyn is hunting with us," Rio said in a soft voice, so that Zeyn could not hear him. "I mean, I know he's great.yes, maybe a little better than me."

"You all hate Zeyn, don't you?" Ask suddenly. Rio instantly put his index finger on the lips, hinting me to remain silent. I looked back and looked at Zeyn. The man was looking at me. Dilanda by the embarrassment and nervousness, I swallowed my hard-earned saliva and turned my face away.

"I mean, I've never hunted with him." Rio opened his palm and flames poked out, making me gape.

"You-you"

"Hows it? Wanna touch it?" Rio brought the fire closer to my nose. I sniffed and hit her arm.

"I'm just human. I could have my nose burn later."

"You can just tell Fae Healer to heal your burns."

"Have you ever heard the English proverb, an apple a day keeps the doctor away? It means better to avoid than to treat."

"Wow." Rio stopped playing his fire and turned to look at me. "It seems I have to study human language more deeply."

I laughed at his words. We continued to walk into the Winter Garden. Every time Rio joked with me, I felt worried, like I was being noticed by Zeyn from behind. So I can hold back the laughter as much as possible.

I focused my hearing on hearing Zeyn and Kei's conversation.

"So what did Clora say before we left?" Zeyn asked him. Kei sighed, then said that the girl was angry and locked herself in her room.

Clora. The grumpy girl was already very upset that Zeyn had not invited her to hunt. After all, he was one of Zeyn's confidants. It's natural to feel jealous of me who just knew him.

"What are you thinking?" I didn't realize Zeyn was already beside me. Kei to the point of pulling Rio away, probably so that he would not get out of control while Zeyn was nearby.

"It's nothing" I said. But he can read my expression clearly. "I'll just be watching you from afar, so don't feel bad. You're free to do anything you can to take care of yourself."

"I know," I murmured. My wrist was suddenly grasped by him. "Claras..." He smiled and allowed my hair to fly. I'm sculpting, still unusual with all the touches.

"Yes, Zeyn. I won't be sad anymore" I said, then walked away from him. My heart is actually beating fast, for what reason.

Arriving inside the garden, I suddenly felt a strong wind blowing. I had to justify my cloak.

"Uhhh, it's cold, '" said Kei who was walking beside me. "Here, Clara." Finally we hugged each other, sharing the warmth of the body.

"Tumben. Usually the heat is not this cold," Dain told us. "But don't worry. Rio, warm us all up with your fire."

"Sad." Rio snorted and raised both his hands. A moment of red light enveloped us, protecting us from the strong winds. "Why should it always be me? You can do it too, Dain."

We kept walking on the white grass, past the tall thin trees. My body shivered in Kei's arms. The girl screamed in the middle of the violent wind. "We need to find shelter! The weather's getting worse!"

"Is that so?" Rio turned around and was about to approach me, but Zeyn had already wrapped my body in his robe.

"Wear this to make it warmer" he said. I nodded, suddenly feeling guilty for him.

"It's okay. You need this more." After that, he turned to Rio. "Stay use your magic for them. I'll just keep an eye on Clara from a distance."

Kei stopped his steps. "What do you mean, Zeyn? Said you were with us for hunting?"

"If I continue to follow Clara, she becomes attached and not free to do anything" he replied, which made my head bow. "I don't like to hunt monsters, anyway. You guys just."

"Good," muttered Rio, who I can hear. "Later my burden was reduced by one."

Zeyn just squinted, then disappeared behind the trees.

***

"How long have they been gone?" Ask the girl from her room.

Jon stops his steps, and returns to face the door of Clora's room. "Don't know. You should know better, right?"

"Huh! I don't care about them!" Shouted the girl. Then, silence.

"Hmm, Clora?" Jon banged on the door. "Are you angry?"

"Not at all!" He shouted from within. "Go from my door!" Suddenly the sound of wind hitting the door. It gives Jon goosebumps, but the girl's efforts don't get him out the door.

"Still here?! I can smell you know!"

"Why did you lock yourself in there?"

"Who said I locked myself in?! I'm busy doing something!" Shouts again. "If you're kind, get out of here!"

"Obviously, where are you?"

"You stupid or what?!" There was a sound of a leg, then the door opened. Jon could clearly see the girl's expression. Her hair was messy, and her face was red and tangled. His eyes were dull, like crying.

"Go!" Clora's hand stiffened, then she had already created the wind. Jon's body bounced against the wall. He used his hands to protect his face from the wind.

The door was locked again. Jon did not move. He simply raised his knees to his chest, staring at the door of the girl's room. Clora was angry that the man had left her, she had just thought about this. More precisely, go bring Clara as well.

For some reason, Jon had no appetite. He sat at Clora's door for hours. It was the clock of the wall and the cry of the girl that accompanied him.