Amber woke up early in the morning and sat up; yawning slightly. She slid out of her cot and snuck out of the base quickly. She walked throught the nearby forest wearing only athletic shorts and a sports bra and smirked slightly as she found her usually waterfall. She leapt into the pool of water and dove under the cascading water to where a small stone island in the center of the cavern lake. She pulled herself up onto the island and sat in the very middle. She sighed as she crossed her legs and closed her eyes. With the water crashing in front of her and the water dripping down around her she let herself drift slightly. After a while of focus and not thinking about anything Amber honed in on try to reach her zen.
She let her breaths slow slightly to match her heartbeat; this took a bit of time to do so due to all of what happened yesterday. She looked around before standing up and stretching out her arms before diving back into the water and swimming out of the cave easily. Soon she was back at the base without anyone knowing that she had left for about an hour and she smiled to herself at how oblivious they were. She went back to her quaters and grabbed some clothes to take a shower. Even the shower's warm watet felt good as it flowed over her body it paled in comparison to the encompassing feeling she got whenever she swam to her meditation spot every dawn. Relishing the idea of having to go back to training her idiotic squadron; she stayedin her shower for a bit longer. When she stepped out of the shower and reached for her towel she heard a feminine epp come from her room.
Amber shot out of her bathroom and tackled the intruder; taking her to the ground. She found that it was the weasel from yesterday who had run out of the room crying yesterday. The weasel's face began to redden drastically and Amber remembered that she didn't actually wrapped herself up before tacked the other woman. Amber got to her feet and easily and gracefully wrapped herself up in a towel before focusing on the weasel again.
"Why are you here?" Amber asked the weasel.
"I came to give you a warning." The weasel replied.
"About what, might I ask?" Amber questioned her.
"The others are planning to cover you in slop and fish oil as revenge for yesterday." The weasel told her.
"You'rre not part of said group?" Amber asked her.
"Other then the fact that you utterly terrify me; I respect you too much to be crude to you." The weasel replied.
"What is your name?" Amber asked her.
"My name is Madiline." The weasel replied.
Amber smirked slightly.
"You have got some guts Madiline." Amber told her. "One, for coming in here while I was in the shower and two; for warning me about something the rest of your squadron is planning to do."
Madiline blushed slightly and smiled; looking down at her feet.
"T-thank you ma'am." Madiline told her.
"Also I apologize for yesterday, I have no true excuse for how rude I was yesterday." Amber told her.
Madiline looked up at Amber in surprise.
"How old are you Madiline?" Amber asked her.
"I'm 18 ma'am." She replied.
"Stick with me kid, and you be getting better at all this junk in no time." Amber told her.
"R-really... I mean I wouldn't want to be a burden." Madiline told her.
"Nonsense Madi." Amber told her.
Madiline hugged Amber gently and blushed again since her face was level with Amber's breast. Amber hugged her back and rested her chin on top of her head.
"I never had sister figure before..." Madeline whispered.
"Well now you do." Amber replied.
Author Note: These next few chapters or so will be short to an extent and I promise that there is a reason for this.