by MarketTheBloodLine » 07/26/2009 8:58 PM
The next morning, Jessica and her Kuhna stood outside the inn with John and Boots, discussing things with Xanthos, her and John's hand on his nose to ommunicate.
"Do you mind? It would certainly help to have more people along."
But it might also slow us down.
"He has no where to go."
We can't just go around picking up hitchhikers, we'd never get our quest accomplished. Plus,what does he have to offer us?
"He babysat."
Xanthos' eyes widened a little and he lifted his head a bit, looking interested.
Was he good?
"It was utter chaos."
Was there blood?
"Nope. Puke, Merry-Os, eaten cookies, a painting, and a little spat, but that's all."
Xanthos nodded approvingly.
Okay, he's in. Hop on. We have a very long flight ahead. Strap the Kuhna in their baskets.
He lowered a wing to the ground and Jessica mounted him, the Kuhna in little baskets she had strapped to his back.
"It's ironic that a wolf would be the first of your sacrificial lambs."
~ Seto Kaiba ~