<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/ad/Whipsers_on_the_Night_Wind.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Whipser's on the Night Wind<br/>The Next Morning</strong><br/></span><br/><br/>Over the fields winged seven strix—great owls big enough to carry away an adult man in their talons or—in this case—a petite shield maiden on their backs.  They flew with only the lightest saddles in a V-shaped wing.  The point of the V was a great white strix ridden by Whispers on the Night Wind.  Despite looking painfully fatigued, the girl was a radiant beauty, raven black hair streaming behind her.  Her copper flesh was armored in gold so true it’s beauty made the soul ache.  The scales were perfectly fitted, covering the legs down to the boot, the torso down to just bellow the breasts.  The joining of the lamellar scales hinted at the ripe bare flesh beneath without really revealing.<br/><br/>The other six girls were armored in matching suits—albeit of mere steel.  While Whispers armed only with two hatchets, they carried spears, with short swords at their belts and a chase of javelins over each shoulder.  Only the coppery haired Gentle Beam seemed to share Whispers signs of fatigue.<br/><br/>They arched a half circle around the assembly before touching down, then sprang down from their steeds to the outside in smooth precision.  The girls all seven pressed one fist over their heart and gave half bows.  “Pleasure to work with you all,” the chimed, in, then broke formation.<br/><br/>Whispers drew her pack off of her back and pulled out a cloak to drape over her orchichalcum before she grew even more obvious about it.<br/>