Just Another Day

"What are we going to do with these rays of sunshine after everything is all done and settled?" one guard asked another.

"Not my problem. We'll let the new clan Elders figure something out," he laughed.

"I wouldn't mind giving them the boot to the Eor. Not as much sunshine there as here. It'd match their disposition perfectly." she grumbled.

"Pot and kettle, eh?" he grinned mischievously.

She gave him a shove and grumbled a string of indiscernible things under her breath.

He chuckled and began his walk around the chambers as part of his duties.

"Just how long are you going to keep us locked up in these cages anyway?" grumbled one prisoner.

"Until we're given orders to let you out, of course," the guard replied.

"Aside from the obvious," the prisoner sighed.

"I don't know. Quit your grumbling. It's not like you have it bad in there. Two good meals a day, all the chance for sleep you want, no interrogations," the guard nodded. "You have the easy end of the deal."

"What, to waste away in here without any proper chance to stretch my legs or wings?" the prisoner asked bitterly.

"It's not permanent," the guard shrugged. "It'll be over before you know it."