The Wolves of Artemis (Percy Jackson Fanfiction)

Chapter Ten

I have been reading comments all day...So, I see this is one of the main ones people want updated. Let me tell you guys that you are all very interesting, my lovely readers. Though I am curious about some things, I am a little...too curious about others. Enjoy!

Chapter Ten: The Trials of Thalia

Point of View: Ebony

Why does she seem to be around me a lot more? I can see that brooding look she is giving me.

Oh well, I will just ignore her and enjoy and love my Phoebe, my special Phoebe.

Point of View: Phoebe

Is it me or has Ebony been avoiding Thalia over the past few days? Whenever she comes around, he drags me away.

It all started yesterday, ever since he broke the news to her that he truly does hate her with all his heart. Thalia has been trying to spend time with him. I know she doesn't have anything to sacrifice but her home in the Hunt. She has nothing else, not since she cast him out as Perseus, who no longer exists.

At first, she tried talking with him during dinner, so he wouldn't talk unless Artemis or I spoke to him directly, or if the other girls wanted to talk with him. Then she tried making his favorite food colored blue and he walked away as he pulled me by the hand. She's tried talking, cooking, apologizing, sticking around us, and nagging him all day. Personally, she is starting to annoy me as well. I am supposed to be spending time with him, I do not want it spoiled by her trying to make amends. I know it would help him, but I wish to see him like this and cherish it while it lasts.

A few hours ago, she followed us into the little clearing he loves to talk with me in. He carried me and jumped through the trees to get away from her. We sat and talked until lunchtime, learning more about Perseus and him learning more about me. He even explained what he understands about the bond forming between us.

I wish he could stay this little for just a little while longer. Because...in a day or two, he won't be so little anymore.

Point of View: Ebony

I sniff out the smell of a rabbit, darting towards it before my Phoebe can stop me. I catch it in my arms, holding the furry white creature. I hurry back over to Phoebe and present it to her, the little fuzzy thing shaking in my hold.

Phoebe smiles. "For me?"

I nod. "Mhmm." I smile warmly at her.

I hear the other girls giggle as Phoebe takes the bunny into her arms. "Thank you, Ebony."

I love it when she says my name, it brings color to my world. "Does Phoebe like it?"

"I love it, but it has a family to get back to." Phoebe crouches down and points as she holds my prey in one arm. I follow exactly where she points to see another full grown rabbit and fuzzy little balls, her young. "Shouldn't we let it go?"

"Family." I murmur as I take the rabbit back from Phoebe, making her grin. I walk back over to the others of its kind and gently set it down. The one I let go turns back to me, staring at me. I stay crouched, gazing right back into its knowing eyes. Then they all bounce off, watching over the clumsy little ones. I straighten and watch after them, even when they are gone. Phoebe comes over and puts her hand on the shoulder opposite her, pulling me close as I hug her around the waist.

I am nine now, I can feel it. Halfway grown and matured.

"Phoebe, can we go see Aroen? I want to see my father." I whisper.

"Of course, Ebony, let's-" Phoebe screams as she is lifted clear in the air by something I can't see as I am thrown clear across the meadow the Hunt is camped in, slamming into a tree.