Chapitre 34: Argument

***Tamara***

I sat by the training grounds on a wooden teak bench, observing the teenagers as they underwent rigorous training. Their exposed upper bodies shimmered with globules of sweat, some forming little streams on the skin.

The training grounds rested under the thick white sheets of clouds that looked like stretched cotton. They formed gaps, closing and opening as they moved over and under one another. The sky spotted parts of greys and blues, with streaks of silvers and golds.

As the sun rose and opened it's light and made a promise of warmth, the instructors backed orders and instructions. They pushed the teen pups to their limits over and over again. As I watched their feet, hands and bodies move as one, my mind kept on replaying the former Luna's words.