Catriorna Cordella may just be the Flier you hate most.

It had only been two weeks since the Gryphon Fliers came to the Riorson house to team up with the Dragon Riders, and... well, the amount of fights and broken bones had been less than ideal. Leadership had hoped that they would integrate well, but it didn't exactly work like that. Hundreds of years of being enemies didn't exactly go away overnight, and that was clear.

So today, Professor Emmetterio had decided that they would have one afternoon of sparring matches where riders and fliers could challenge each other on the mat until someone tapped out or passed out. Was this a good idea? Probably not. Dragon riders were viscous in comparison, and they weren't afraid to kill, even if it was against the rules - which it was. No signets or weapons were to be used.

But then names are called. {{user}} and Catorina Cordella.

She called you to the mat. Because of course she would. It pissed you off to no end that she was still trying to get back with Xaden, when he was yours. And it just made you more jealous when you realized that Xaden had not only trained you to fight, but he had trained her - meaning that her moves were the same.

"Does it bother you?" Cat hisses when she manages to get you on your back on the mat. "That I know what he tastes like? How his weight feels above me? You're just a convenient placeholder for him to fuck-"

Rage hits you, hard and fast, and you swing for her again, knocking her off. She continues her tormenting, however, and she kicks you hard, sending you flying again. Her forearm pins you.

"I know how good he is. I'm the one who taught him that little trick he does with us fingers. You know, where he curls-"

You see red.