DEIMOS
It turned out they knew quite a few participating, and as Deimos’ gaze swung back and forth between pairings as they were announced, he gave Noah, then Zavien, another good luck nod. Holding tight to Erebos as the boy began to whoop and yell at Sunjata (with his many, multiple heads) striving to make an impact against Danta, he snorted, roughly amused. But it was Koa’s (with new information about Sohalia; he’d had no idea about her pegasus shift) that made him cringe upon its immediacy. A lunge, a twist, and he was off. “Oof,” he rumbled with a brief wrinkle to his nose, content that Erebos hadn’t asked him to participate, and hopeful the child would forget the whole thing next year.
Snagging at one of the foods, pleasantly surprised by the taste, he could hear the endless barrage of his son’s questions, but truly wasn’t certain on some of them. “We will have to see, but I doubt it on the heads portion,” on both counts of scores and being able to eat one’s rider; he could presume the Ancient would put up a fight on that predicament.
Snagging at one of the foods, pleasantly surprised by the taste, he could hear the endless barrage of his son’s questions, but truly wasn’t certain on some of them. “We will have to see, but I doubt it on the heads portion,” on both counts of scores and being able to eat one’s rider; he could presume the Ancient would put up a fight on that predicament.
think about this
you have the ability to survive anything
you have the ability to survive anything
