Tris woke up the next day to find Rosethorn sitting in her
room. "Godd Morning, Rosethorn," she said, yawning. Rosethorn eyed her. "I
hope what I was said yesterday didn't upset you," she began. Tris froze and
looked at Rosethorn syspiciously. "Why would it upset me?" she asked,
thinking about what Sandry had promised. Rosethorn shook her head. "I don't
know, but you seemed disturbed. I just came up here to see if you're well."
Tris let out a sigh of relfeif. Sandry hadn't told, after all. Rosethorn
was just being her usual quick self. Rosethorn, seeing the sigh, looked at
Tris sharply. "Is there something that would make you upset?" she asked
slyly, as if she were just talking about anything normal, like meditations,
or, in Tris's case, the weather. "No!" Tris answered. Maybe a littl too
quickly, but if Rosethorn had noticed she just shrugged and walked out of
the room.
Shaking her head and muttering to herself, Tris went down to breakfast, in a generally good mood, despite what had happened with Rosethorn earlier that morning. When she reached the bottom of the stairs she stopped. Daja and Briar were making breakfast together. They were both laughing, as they were last night. They looked like they were having fun, so Tris went and sat down and tried to ignore it. Pretty soon Daja and Brair were having a sort of composed food fight. As much as Tris tried not to let is bother her, she could feel herself starting to get angry. She knew she had no reason to get angry, but she couldn't help it. She looked up to say something and saw Daja and Briar tossing pieces of food at each other. Pretty soon they were trying to make it in each other's mouths. Dark storm clouds rolled over the what used to be very bright and sunny sky. Sandry looked out the window and looked shocked for a moment. "We sure are having some weird...weather...lately..." Sandry trailed off her sentance as she saw Tris looking furious and rubbing her necklace again. Suddenly a bright bolt oflightning flashed across the sky, then there was a tremendoub BOOM of thunder that followed. Daja and Brair stopped laughing and looked out the window. A second bolt of lightning, shaped like Tris's necklace, stuck the pebbled ground right outside of Discipline, and the thunder shook the house. Everyone jumped; in fact, the only one who didnt seem affected by this strange weather was Tris.Since Rosethorn was out working with Crane and Lark was getting supplies, the four mages had the house to themselves. As blow after blow of thunder hit the house, winds started swirling furiously around them, threatening a bad storm. "We should get out of the kitchen," Briar yelled over the wind. "I don't think it's safe." Sandry and Daja nodded their heads, Tris just got up and started walking up the stairs. As Daja,Briar, and Sandry were walking up the stairs too, Daja tripped and fell. "Ow! I think I twisted my ankle!" She struggled to get up, but she couldn't. It was as if the winds were pushing her, keeping her down.
Briar thought, 'What kind of storm is this?' He turned around to help Daja, because he was afraid something would fall and land on her. He turned around and tried to help her get up so she could walk, but her ankle was really sore. So he put her arm around his neck and helped her get up the stairs to Tris's room, where Tris and Sandry already were. The wind seemed less feirce in there, but the window was open. Tris stood at the window, stroking her necklace and staring out at the raging storm. Sandry was over next to her, talking softly in her ear. Briar couldn't hear what was being said, so he helped Daja onto the bed, then bent down to look at her ankle. Having experience in healing, he knew what to do. "Well it's not broken," he told Daja softly, "But it is sprained. You're going to need to stay off it for a while, or use it as little as possible.Understand?" Daja nodded, and smiled at him. "Thank you," she said, reaching down to touch Briar's hand. Thunder rolled again, shaking the house and knocking things off of shelves and walls.
Sandry moved over to Tris, whispering,"Trisana Chandler, you stop this right now! Someone's going to get hurt. Daja already did. Are you happy about that?" When Tris didn't answer, Sandry continued, sounding angry but quiet, so the others couldn't hear, "You're going to do damage, and when Niko gets back he won't be happy. You need to stop this right now!" At Sandry's last word the storm, wind and all, suddenly stopped. Tha air was calm. Then one final lightning bolt crackled and thunder roared, then all was silent, except for the pattering of the heavy rain. As Tris looked up she thought, 'It looks like the sky is crying,' Then a thought came to her. 'Maybe..it is'.
Shaking her head and muttering to herself, Tris went down to breakfast, in a generally good mood, despite what had happened with Rosethorn earlier that morning. When she reached the bottom of the stairs she stopped. Daja and Briar were making breakfast together. They were both laughing, as they were last night. They looked like they were having fun, so Tris went and sat down and tried to ignore it. Pretty soon Daja and Brair were having a sort of composed food fight. As much as Tris tried not to let is bother her, she could feel herself starting to get angry. She knew she had no reason to get angry, but she couldn't help it. She looked up to say something and saw Daja and Briar tossing pieces of food at each other. Pretty soon they were trying to make it in each other's mouths. Dark storm clouds rolled over the what used to be very bright and sunny sky. Sandry looked out the window and looked shocked for a moment. "We sure are having some weird...weather...lately..." Sandry trailed off her sentance as she saw Tris looking furious and rubbing her necklace again. Suddenly a bright bolt oflightning flashed across the sky, then there was a tremendoub BOOM of thunder that followed. Daja and Brair stopped laughing and looked out the window. A second bolt of lightning, shaped like Tris's necklace, stuck the pebbled ground right outside of Discipline, and the thunder shook the house. Everyone jumped; in fact, the only one who didnt seem affected by this strange weather was Tris.Since Rosethorn was out working with Crane and Lark was getting supplies, the four mages had the house to themselves. As blow after blow of thunder hit the house, winds started swirling furiously around them, threatening a bad storm. "We should get out of the kitchen," Briar yelled over the wind. "I don't think it's safe." Sandry and Daja nodded their heads, Tris just got up and started walking up the stairs. As Daja,Briar, and Sandry were walking up the stairs too, Daja tripped and fell. "Ow! I think I twisted my ankle!" She struggled to get up, but she couldn't. It was as if the winds were pushing her, keeping her down.
Briar thought, 'What kind of storm is this?' He turned around to help Daja, because he was afraid something would fall and land on her. He turned around and tried to help her get up so she could walk, but her ankle was really sore. So he put her arm around his neck and helped her get up the stairs to Tris's room, where Tris and Sandry already were. The wind seemed less feirce in there, but the window was open. Tris stood at the window, stroking her necklace and staring out at the raging storm. Sandry was over next to her, talking softly in her ear. Briar couldn't hear what was being said, so he helped Daja onto the bed, then bent down to look at her ankle. Having experience in healing, he knew what to do. "Well it's not broken," he told Daja softly, "But it is sprained. You're going to need to stay off it for a while, or use it as little as possible.Understand?" Daja nodded, and smiled at him. "Thank you," she said, reaching down to touch Briar's hand. Thunder rolled again, shaking the house and knocking things off of shelves and walls.
Sandry moved over to Tris, whispering,"Trisana Chandler, you stop this right now! Someone's going to get hurt. Daja already did. Are you happy about that?" When Tris didn't answer, Sandry continued, sounding angry but quiet, so the others couldn't hear, "You're going to do damage, and when Niko gets back he won't be happy. You need to stop this right now!" At Sandry's last word the storm, wind and all, suddenly stopped. Tha air was calm. Then one final lightning bolt crackled and thunder roared, then all was silent, except for the pattering of the heavy rain. As Tris looked up she thought, 'It looks like the sky is crying,' Then a thought came to her. 'Maybe..it is'.