Chapter 10: Venomous Fights
You can think living with the hunters was pretty peaceful and cool, but anyone who has lived in the mortal world knows girls, even best friends and especially sisters, fight with one another. Just a couple weeks with Zoë did their perfect happiness and niceness disappear; in fact they've been destroying a lot of stuff during their quarrels for 3 years now.
"KARI!" Zoë yelled, Kari straightening a bit, but didn't move, sharpening a celestial bronze arrow with a dark gray stone.
"Kari!" Zoë snapped, coming into the clearing.
"What Zoë?" she asked, examining the point of her arrow.
"Frida told me thou killed a centaur," she said in an unsure tone.
"Yea, that sounds about right," Kari said monotone, notching the arrow to check the length with the bow.
"Thou went searching for a bear not a centaur," she said obviously trying to keep her cool since their last blow out didn't turn out so well.
"I needed its blood."
"For the love of the gods Kari, why would thou need centaur blood, it's like acid," shouted Zoë her calm appearance fading, Kari just giving a half-hearted shrug showing no emotion.
"Whole point, I collect certain poisons and bloods from monsters for poison arrows for those we do not wish to die right away. It's an experiment I'm working on," she said slipped the new arrow into her quiver.
"Well stops it's just weird," said Zoë starting to leave the clearing.
"No Zoë I'm an individual and I won't stop, it's interesting the way certain elements in it can kill or cause pain, but only to certain places," Kari said a certain mischievous glint appearing in her eyes as she spoke of it.
"Kari, thou have problems," Zoë said obviously thinking of a guy getting shot with one of those deadly poisonous arrows, but soon snapped out of it pulling Kari off the log she was sitting on by the crook of her elbow, trying to take her back to the campsite as they argued.
"It's just poison, and it's in non breakable vials, plus I test it on myself not others," Kari argued a few of the hunters looking up at them confused and a little skittish, obviously use to this, but knowing it would end badly.
"Just because we don't get along doesn't mean thou are not important," said Zoë walking ahead, Kari's eyes narrowing.
