Posts by Daughter of an Olympian

(I'm with you on that one. Favorite part of da book. I'm almost finished with it.)

(Nothing really happened, unless you want you scan the last few pages.

We should make a brilliant new plot, or continue an old one! Any ideas?.. )

( Lol :P
I think this is going to turn out really well.)

(Nice. On my part, I have no plans for myself. Thinking, though. )

(Ok, sure. :) I can use Crow. But how does she do it? Isn't Cronus somewhere in Zerian?)

(Crow can insult how dumb time is or something like that. lol)

Crow shifted through the forest. She kicked some leaves. Everything is meaningless nowadays, she thought.

Crow picked up a pebble and threw it into the distance. She lazily slumped against a tree, lacing her fingers around the dagger. She examined the woods around her sluggishly. Soft breezes stirred some crunched leaves and flitted away.

(I hate DESTINY!?..)

Crow threw another rock, listening to its faint clatter. She heard faint crackling of leaves, but dismissed it as the wind.

"Sight the arrow?.." Aliana guessed that meant you had to choose your target. She aimed for a tree in the distance.
"Then, let go.." her fingers slipped from the arrow and zipped through the air. It bounced off the bark of the tree and landed into the dirt.
She looked to Ember.

Lilian sat in a tree, swinging her legs slowly.

Crow fingered a dry crinkled leaf and then released it to the stirring breezes. She sighed, not knowing if there would be anything in store for her anymore. She had heard of another child of Nemesis sacrificing their finger to make a difference in the world; to have a destiny awaiting them. Crow closed her eyes and wondered if she should do the same.

Should I? Or should I wait a while longer? She absorbed the thought.
She clenched her fist. Was it to be like this for the rest of my life? With no purpose at all?

She started to close her eyes..

The snap of a stick made her turn around. Something was coming her way.
Oh gods. I just hope it's an angry tree nymph..
She took out the golden laced dagger she had found catiously, hoping it would shield her.

Breezepaw ran up to Winterhawk with Owlpaw. "Can I see how you and Owlpaw train, please?!" He flicked his ear.

(Back after a while!..

I think that's Here_Beyond.)

(I see a little poll's up on here. I'll vote in a minute.)

Aliana sat by the dying fire. She sketched furiously. She drew practically every single angle of camp, and now she wanted to get this one.

Aliana stares at the sky until she falls asleep beside the bonfire. Her pencil slips out of her hand and rolls onto the dewy grass.

(Ello, Andrea!

My charries Lilian, Aliana, and Crow aren't on the poll either, but I'm not really there all the time anyways. *shrugs*)

Aliana walked to the battle arena to practice shooting arrows again. She sighed, there were few things she knew how to do. Perhaps she could grab her violin or guitar and play for a little while.

Gale sighed and preened her feathers in her hollow.

Aliana walked into the battle arena and set her drawing pad down. She waved to Andrea, and practiced shooting arrows.

She was starting to get the hang of this. She was getting faster at finding a position and speedier at firing arrows. She was proud of this improvement.

Aliana watched her for a moment, then went back to training.
When she ran out of arrows, she refilled her quiver and started firing at the targets again.

Aliana shot probably her last arrow outside the battle arena. It zipped past the cabins and landed near Zerian's feet.

She followed the arrow to see where it landed.