TRAILING SHADOWS

"Alright... Irunmoles don't exactly sleep, so wake up you logs of wood." 

THUD! THUD!! THUDDD!!!

It was Niniola's voice and following shortly was her stomping her feet immediately after.

It was First Dawn already, the day as young and at this time, on Earth, this would be wary morning when people hustled to get ready for the day's preparations.

"Aaaarghh... stop it, I'm resting!" Ibiyemi g.r.o.a.n.e.d, covering her ears with her hands.

"Really? And you said you need some trainings? Ughh...I can't believe you!" Niniola facepalmed outside the tent.

It took her only a second to simply rip the tent from above the Irunmoles underneath. She pulled it to the side and flung it down, exposing the ones under to the rising glory of the First Dawn.

Sunday lay, face down, a piece of covering on him. Beside him was Tayo who sat up, his right hand on his right knee while his left leg lay flat down too, his head covered in the blue hood, completely.

"Alright then!" Tayo huffed, rising up. "It's a new day, shall we begin?"

"You make it sound like it's ever a night here in Orun. There's no time when one could not begin anything, First Dawn or second." Ibiyemi g.r.o.a.n.e.d still covering her ears and tightly shutting her eyes. She lay face up, her right knee raised up.

"But it's imperative you rest or you will be sazzled." Niniola stomped her feet on the ground. "Seriously, you guys, stand up?"

"Aaaarghh.." Ibiyemi g.r.o.a.n.e.d, jerking up to her b.u.t.t. "Why do you sound so happy about this?"

"Oh, you are awake!" Tayo turned his head casually to Ibiyemi.

"Of course, I'm awake." Ibiyemi scowled at him. "Do I look like sleeping Beauty?" She nagged.

"Oh!" Tayo looked away and then looked to her again. "Who called you a beauty? Are you...are you a beauty?"

"What??" Ibiyemi almost threw up, growling. "So, are you calling a hag?"

"I used to think it was only Hags who nag but I guess I'm looking at one." Tayo attacked her verbally, shrugging like it was just nothing.

Ibiyemi grunted, jumping to her feet now as she stared down at Tayo. 

"Look who is talking? Calling me a hag! If you are that handsome, why are you are all wrapped up in that cloak of yours?" 

""Pffftt... Hahahahaha... Hahaha..." Niniola crackled with laughter, trying hard to stop herself from doubling over on the ground.

"What is funny?" Ibiyemi turned to stare at the female Irunmole, staring icily at her. "He called me a hag and you are laughing over it?" 

"What?" Ninola laughed even more, hugging her stomach now. 

Ibiyemi is a fair maiden in every right of it. She has almond shaped eyes, one black and the other purple, having in the center of it, the mark of fate and chance, the symbols of the Orisha of trickery, chance, luck and travellers. It is a candlestick holder of some sorts with three stands in shape of arrows rising up from a vertically placed line, which represents the many decisions and cross roads one often had to take.

Immediately after that is a beam, with two large dotted spots at either side, crossing over the vertical line.

(See image here: images.app.goo.gl/pmwLY6dZG7RQkZT2A)

That aside, Ibiyemi has a fairly rounded face, something you may want to call a baby face, a cute one at that. Small lips of hers, thin nose, almond shaped eyes of different shades, a finger length black hair that barely touched the end of her neck, looking so much like dreads except that this was all smoothly flowing.

In all fairness to her, Tayo calling her a hag discreetly did not seem right. She was just as pretty as she could be but not that Tayo cared the least about that.

For him, she was nagging too much. And those who nagged, according to him were those who in every rights had to be hags.

Except, he had never met the Nagging Prime, Anu. If he indeed had met her, then, perhaps his head would not be standing over his body now. 

Or, in the lightest reins, his head and shoulders would must likely have being dislocated over and over again. After all, what woman enjoyed it when told to their faces that they nag? 

Especially when it is said with the intent to annoy them.

"It seems as you are good to go, seeing how you are talking plenty." Tayo muttered, getting to his feet whilst ignoring the fuming glance of Ibiyemi.

He bent his upper body forward and pulled the blue cloak with his hand, removing it over his head. After doing so, he dumped it all over Sunday, looking emotionlessly at Ibiyemi.

"Hey... You." Sunday growled, throwing the blue cloak from over his body.

Tayo c.o.c.ked his neck now, his hand finding the hilt of the silver handle blade by his left hip. The scabbard was outlined with various markings and also was silver in color. 

Tayo on his part, with his face revealed had a low butch hairstyle. With sharp edges and curves, he looked just as fierce as he could with his black seemingly penetrating cold eyes and finely chiseled face. 

His body was strapped into a white bandage wrapping of some sorts, except that this was not bandage. It was merely the style of the clothing, with many segmented partitions running from his neck to the belly and from shoulders to his wrist. His lower body has a black trouser on, baggy all though only ending up tucked into his black boots at the tail end.

"For your information." Ibiyemi frowned even more. "I think you are pretty ugly." 

"Say that one more time and watch me disember you." Tayo warned even though there was no change to his already emotionless face.

"It has begun!" Niniola yelped for joy, fisting her hands into the air, excitedly.