AND: New chapter with a possibility of more tomorrow.
On a sad note, Steve Irwin (The Crocodile Hunter) is dead, killed by a stingray sting to the heart in the Great Barrier Reef. He will be missed by the world. He was 44.
Disclaimer: ….Do I really have to continue to do this?
The Seer
Eva gave a small, nervous smile to the Crog colonel and bit her lip. The Crog in question placed the young princess on the sands. Upon touching the sand, the eight-year-old princess bowed her head and her muscles tensed. Neither of the older two beings saw this.
"You filthy Earth bitch," Toros growled.
Eva Brought the cuspis into a defensive position and prepared herself for combat. "First, I'm half Elysian. Second, I am the ruler of Elysian. And finally, third, I just brought down that ship without touching it. Do you really want to think about what I could do to a living being?" She filled her voice with false bravado. Sure, she could manipulate the wind on that grand a scale when she was pissed, but she had trouble moving it that much when she was calm. She only hoped that Toros didn't call her bluff.
"You're lucky you have the advantage, Earther," he said and backed down, not that he was pleased about that. Internally, Eva breathed a sigh of relief. He had not called her bluff. For the moment she was safe; then her attention went to the little Crog princess, sitting in the sand.
"What is wrong with her?" Eva asked her guardian. The Crog male turned to look at his charge and Eva would swear up and down later that he had paled. Quickly grabbing the Crog child and picking her up. His eyes widened and his body language read stressed.
"Not now," he whispered.
"The time is coming, when the one in darkness is destroyed by the glorious silver winged warrior of the light. On her right stands the golden one, the honorable warrior, with bow held in hand and the calming influence on the silver winged one. The child who sees shall be the guide and guard of them all. Together, the three will defeat the dark one and the Hunter will be born," the little Crog girl said and fell unconscious.
"She's a seer," Eva whispered and looked around Toros to get a better look at the princess. Toros growled at her. "We need to get to the port now. There is a healer there that can look her over, but to get there quick, you have to trust me."
Toros turned and glared at her. "I don't trust you. I don't like you, but if it will help Princess Cylan, I'll work with you."
"I don't trust you either. Don't like you or most of your kind by the way either," Eva said and turned her back to the now fuming Crog. "I call upon the ancestors; I need speed across the desert with two extra passengers. One is an unconscious one with the Sight. Please help me, us."
A soft silverfish light lit the air a flame and took the shape of a large cat with long legs, deep chest and whip like tail. They were looking at Mansi, former Elysian prince who had died to protect the desert walkers from a meteor. He had been brought back as a cheetah.
