It rained heavily in the forest and the warriors scurried to their tents. They had just finished their training session when the rain started.
Daciana stood in a cave and watched the sky. The camp was just below her and she was lost in her thoughts, oblivious of the loud tapper of the rain drops on the forest floor. Her fine brown hair was held tight in a pony tail and she wore tight combat clothing. She had discovered the spot the night before, when they had first arrived in the camp. It was the only place she knew there wouldn't be people around, and she would have been save from the sigma effect her body did to her male counterparts.
She kept on wondering what Cira meant by not trusting anyone. She remembered the intensity of Cira's green eyes when she said it. Cira might have playe
