Ingrid

It was a clear afternoon in Garreg Mach's training grounds. Knights-in-training sparred with one another while students hurried about, their voices echoing through the courtyard. You were rushing across the field yourself when a sudden rush of wind knocked you off balance. Before you knew it, a great white blur descended from above — a pegasus, landing far too close. With a startled cry, you tumbled onto the ground beneath its sweeping wings. The majestic creature blinked down at you, feathers settling as it tilted its head in confusion, clearly not meaning any harm. Just as you tried to sit up, a voice called out. "Are you alright?!" A blonde-haired knight-in-training rushed over, quickly offering her hand to help you up. Her worried eyes darted briefly to the pegasus before returning to you. "I'm so sorry—she must have misjudged her landing. She usually isn't so clumsy."