by songbreeze2012 » Wed May 04, 2011 4:51 pm
Jask stopped at the edge of the herd, looking for Guardian. When the horse came up, a male Centaur came with him. "Easy, Guardian, I'm fine, you see?" He said absently, looking at the Centaur.
"Chosen of Poseidon."
"Moltech."
"I know what you ask of us, but..."
"I mean it, Moltech. Everyone with me is under my protection. Try anything, and you're tempting Poseidon's wrath not mine." The Centaur had an angry frown on his face, eyes roving the whole group behind me but lingering on Dresyn a second too long. I knew who he had issues with, but he knew better than to tempt Poseidon. There was a reason he was missing his right hand.
School has settled down enough now where I can get on some, which is all the better for me.
