Kaida shivered in the chilly early morning air and glanced around the meadow speckled with sunlight. Dew clung to buttercups and violets. Fog gravitated toward the edges of the cliffs and a brisk breeze blew in off the Atlantic. The scent of damp soil mingled with saltwater as she took a deep breath.
"I look frumpy." Fiona set her hands on her hips. "If training requires me to wear this getup, then I'm out."
Sighing, Kaida eyed the outfit in question. Both her and her sisters were in yoga pants and a sweatshirt. The guys wore loose sweats and tees. She wasn't a gym-junkie, but it seemed like appropriate gear to her. They were bound to get sweaty and needed to be able to move freely.
Then again, aside from her first day on the island, she had yet to see Fiona in anything other than a come-hither dress and heels.
Ceara patted Fiona's back, placating. "We'll buy something more suited to you first thing on Monday. Feel better?"