The pegasus and the archer were natural enemies, it had been this way since the dawn of time. No matter how strong or fast the pegasus was a single arrow could knock it out of the sky, possibly to its death. Ilia's pegasus knights and Bern's dragon knights had learned this fear across many generations. As a result, skyriders learned to fear archers on principle.
But sometimes, one rider would find it within themselves to look past the fear and get to know an archer for who they were. To become friends with their so-called mortal enemy and learn they were more than a fearsome bow and arrows.
Florina soared the endless skies, Rebecca's arms draped across her back and her eyes wide with enthrallment. Some saw an archer and a skyrider learning to work in perfect harmony, but in truth they were just two young girls enjoying each other's company.