Camping

The weather was perfect, a gentle breeze that carried the scent of pine and earth flew as Cole sat atop a buff cloaked figure soaring through the sky. 

"Ahahaha, this is great!" He celebrated out loud to himself, moving his sore shoulders.

Beneath them, a seemingly endless sea of trees stretched out, their lush green foliage swaying in the wind.

'Although…'

As they flew, Cole couldn't shake a nervous feeling that began to gnaw at him as he scanned the figures. 

Should he speak to the thinner cloaked figure on top of another one? 

'That's Lyra… right? Of course, it is!'

He stared to the right and left.

'It has been so long since I've last seen her… I wonder if she's mad at me.'

"Ahem."

But then, he shook his head, banishing the nerves and bringing forth his ruthless leader persona. 

"Everyone halt!" he commanded, his voice cutting through the air like a blade.

Fwoom~