Foothills Cave

The pegasus turns her head to give Rhys a flat stare. "Yeeeeeah, I don't think that's going to work. I look like I've been run over by a tank, and my uniforn is scorched. There's no way they'll buy that I landed on a nice fluffy cloud, especially since the rest of my unit is currently smeared all over the place and cooked for good measure. They've probably already secured the crash site, and written me off as dead. Or AWOL. Or worse."

Dawn suddenly looks back up the ceiling, and lets out a sad, mirthless giggle. "I mean, they'll probably think I caused the crash, too..."