Kite

Name: Kite

Age: 22

Gender: Female

Species: Zemi

Magic: Diomorphic/Voluex

"I'm going to be in the ceremony too." 

"Oh. You're just as doomed as I am."

"Yeah..."

They walked in silence for a moment, the zemi fretting over the truth she had spilled and the human taking in his companion's situation. A pure white zemi wouldn't survive one round of the ceremony, even if she was badass. 

Kite finally broke the silence. "You know, I could use a distraction as well."

He looked up at the zemi, a little frightened. What on earth could she possibly follow that with?

Kite glanced sideways down at him. "What would you say to one last adventure?"

"...What kind of adventure?"

~

Icarus held on for dear life as the zemi galloped at full speed across the mountain side, his fingers tangled in her mane and a half crazed grinn on his face. The rhythm of her foot fall ran through him like the tempo of a song, keeping his movment in time and his balance perfect. He knew every stride and every turn before it happened, yet he had no control whatsoever. It was enthralling.

"Should I speed up?" She called over her shoulder.

"YES!" Icarus shouted back, his breath too short for a more elaborate response.