Riley walked out to the training ground, the crisp fall air refreshing across her face. She watched the groups of warriors training as she walked. Some were sparring one on one while others watched. Other groups were sparring in teams of two or three and some more advanced warriors were sparring two to one. She looked around, trying to determine where the civilians would train when the hairs on the back of her neck stood up.
She turned to find Kent watching her from across the grounds, close to the training academy. He was wearing a pair of athletic shorts and a green t-shirt. He smiled when she looked at him and she couldn’t help but smile back.
Our mate looks amazing, Rose gushed as they headed towards him.
He does, but don’t tell him that, Riley chided. He might get ideas.
I might
