Blackfeather Woods the unending fight, to call yourself alive

the girl did not speak, instead she anxiously shrunk. and while her form became smaller his grew. zeus took a step forward and his tail twitched irritably. he was tempted to drive his teeth into her flesh, but he held himself back. things were different now that he wasn’t alone. actions had consequences now. “what are you doing here?” he growled. “speak girl.”