Pheasant stands looking stoic but in reality she was smitten with the man right in front of her, yelling he lungs out at a fellow mudwing recruit for falling physical training, that's right, she fell for her Drill Sargent "I love him" Pheasant whispered to herself still having a stoic expression, but she can't help but feel like a teenage dragonet looking at her crush across the classroom from her desk