Sierra

For just a moment, Sierra looked back at Kiran and Troy. Her face changed from unreachable to somewhat unsatisfied. She thought about Kiran and how lucky she was to be so beautiful, to have no limits on what she could or could not do. Sierra frowned for just a second, stopping in her tracks. She almost thought about walking back, and trying to talk to the handsome boy. Then she remembered her vows, her honor, her duty, and her sense of pride. She thought about her Hunters, the ones that Artemis herself had put under Sierra's command, how ashamed they would be if they knew she had turned around and let herself fall loosely into a conversation with a young male. How would Artemis feel? The eternal maiden who had made her vow she would never let herself go like that. 

 This is what made her remember the bow that was loosely held in her hand. That and her own insecurities made her grip that bow until her knuckles turned white. Deep inside of her, Sierra heard a voice, the one that was still looking forward to turning sixteen. It told her to turn, and to make something happen. The other, stronger part of her, the one that knew sixteen would never come-the one that spoke in a voice more like Artemis' than Sierra's'-told her to turn around and stay away from the threat. To let Kiran have the boy, because boys weren't worth the trouble anyways.

 With a decision she wasn't sure was hers, Sierra turned back around, set her shoulders, and walked forward. Her frown became a set jaw, and she forgot about her slip-up.

Rhea

Rhea lifted herself up onto the tips of her toes a couple of times, feeling anxious. She wanted to start moving already. As soon as Dorian said he hadn't had breakfast, she tugged on his arm and smiled, starting to pull him towards the pavilion. "[color=E24FD6]Okay dude. You've been spending too much time with your daddy. You're starting to talk like him! Too calm, too sophisticated. Right Festus?[/color]" She said, looking up at the Dragon who stepped behind them and used his long neck to look into their faces with his red glowing eyes. He creaked a response, and Rhea frowned. "[color=E24FD6]Festus you aren't helping! Festus said he liked your lingo, I think it's bit on the dull side. Let me be completely honest, you'll never pick up chicks like that. Unless you're trying to take them to the underworld.[/color]" Rhea laughed a bit, giving Dorian a noogie. "[color=E24FD6]After a bit of work I think that someday you'll talk like me and you'll make people all happy. For now though we just need to work on the kinks in your software. Maybe install a few new facial features? Because I don't know about you, but I think smiles look good on that pretty face of yours.[/color]" 

Rhea continued to lead Dorian by the arm, though it was kind of awkward to be touching him. She didn't notice though, instead focusing on a bunch of other things. After she finished rambling she rubbed her stomach with her free hand and fidgeted impatiently. She was ready for breakfast. She loved all things sweet and spicy, so she usually just put syrup covered pancakes on one side of her plate and tabasco covered bacon on the other.