I sat with my two friends, Thorn and Alayna. Our names were simple, as was the tradition in our society. Thorn was a wildcat, normally quiet and reserved, but an expert swordsman when training. Alayna was turning out to be an excellent contortionist. Don't ask me how they found out, but that could be useful if she got captured by any enemies. Mind you, army training is slightly pointless as we have no enemies. Still, I wish we had a little more freedom to do what we wanted. Everything was very strict back then. We went to sleep at sundown; anyone who was caught was severely punished. That didn't stop me though. But it all changed on one winter night.