Flurry

Chapter 3: In which Pan interjects and we meet with the dog of fire.

Hello there, I am Pan. Necromancer and Babysitter of the gods. Now, as I can see from the last two chapters, Flurry has glorified our job. We are merrily servants, or even footstools for the gods. They treat me and Flurry like nothing, but today we have to go meet with Fenir, who always tries to kill me.
Anyways, jut wanted to make it clear about what we do. Back to Flurry.
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You had one job Pan, and that was not to interrupt my story or make me seem less awesome, yet some how in the short paragraph I let you write you accomplished both. Anyways, Flurry here and Pan and I have just gotten changed, I am still wearing what I mentioned in my first chapter and jamming out to Fallout Boy while walking over to Fenir's turf. Pan, on the contrary is dressed in long black pants, a silver and black polka dotted shirt, a long black over coat and a bow tie, dressed much nicer then me and reading a book about Roman burial rituals. Why do I live with this guy? We have just come out of the Tube, yes, we are in London. Pan and I live here and both have slight accents. We look around we are at the junkyard where Fenir is spotted, I stroll in like I own the place, with small ice flakes coming down slowly. Pan is a little more careful and walks in slowly and respectfully. I hear a low guttural growl behind us, Fenir is in the house.

We turn around, "Flurry" he growls as molten lava falls from his muzzle" I've been waiting for you." "Yes, I though so, you see I had a very particular dream last night, you where attacking me, I was wondering if there was a conflict to be settled." I ask calmly. I see Pan shaking behind me, him and Fenir hate each other, long story. "Pan, go home." I demand, "but-t" he stammers. " Pan. Now." He slowly backs away and then starts to run. "Now, it is just you, how shall i Tera you apart?"