Saving Soul

Voltaire woke a little while after. He also went out to watch the sunrise.

"Morning" Anja stated absently

"Morning," Voltaire greeted back, brushing his hair. "Nice sunrise. If only Mr. Hero would get up to see it."

"Let him sleep" Anja stated. "It makes him more productive later."

Voltaire just shrugged. "I remember when he'd always be up before me. Now it's the other way around. It still feels weird."

Anja shrugged. "Things change" She mumbled

Adair peeked his head out from under the wing, apparently trying to figure out where Anja went.

"Sometimes things you'd never imagine happen, and turn your life upside down." Anja continued

"That's happened a lot lately," remarked Voltaire dryly.

"Oh, hi Fiery!" Ava chirped, grooming Adair's exposed head. He gave a grunt of protest.

Voltaire turned around. "Oh, look who's up. Hey there lazybones."

"Up to watch the sunrise?" Anja asked.

Adair blinked sleepily, finally noticing the beautiful sky. "Sure, why not?" he said, slipping out from under Ava's wing to join them.

Anja remained quiet after Adair joined them. It seemed more peaceful than anything else though.

Not even Voltaire spoke as they witness the sunrise burst into a full glory of oranges, purples, and yellows. Eventually it began to fade.

Anja stood up and walked back into the cave.

"Ready to go?" asked Ava as Anja walked back in.

"I don't know if they are or not" Anja replied

Ava turned to the boys outside. "Ready to go?"

"Yeah," Voltaire replied, getting up.

"Same," said Adair, following. They began loading the supplies onto Ava's back.

Anja helped before climbing up and yawning.

Adair yawned as well, leaning against Anja sleepily after he and Voltaire got on board.

"Leaving now," said Ava, taking off.

Anja nuzzled against Adair happily. "So what are these tournaments like?"

"They're four rounds, two versus two," Adair explained. "They're usually deep in caves so there's less chance of being found and interrupted by intruders. Most of the spectators are demons."

"Got it. So there's alot more of you" Anja replied

"More changelings too, yeah," said Adair.

"We're not demons," said Voltaire. "At least not yet."

Adair scowled. "We're not going to turn demons, ever."

"Not demons. Got it." Anja mumbled

"Anyway, one of the best parts is that we don't have to worry about food or being hunted while we're there," added Adair. "The food provided and there's safety in numbers."