Snippet #2219181

Lucas heard the cheering and then the horn, which he caused meant they won, with a smile on his face he turned to his soaked opponent wanting to get one more smartass comment in, but he’d never get the chance. A loud howling could be heard, and he turned his full attention to where it came from, and he could have sworn his blood ran ice cold. A large black dog looking thing stood on top of a large pile of rocks, and he could have sworn it was glaring down at him. He had no idea what to do, paralyzed to the spot, all he could do was watch as the thing jumped down, and charged him. Within a short amount of time he was pinned under the hulking mass of the big hound, clawing up and down his chest like he was a rag-doll, and just before he thought his chest would give several arrows flew by piercing the hound at the throat.
Lucas was sure if he looked down at his chest it would look like ground meat, but it didn’t, he was perfectly fine, the wounds were already starting to heal and the barest of white lines indicated the scaring, and even that was healing, he sat up quickly looking off in the direction from where the arrows came to see Chiron with a very distraught expression. “I think we should all return to camp right away, Lucas, I want you to come to the big house.” He turned his attention to Ish. “Ishmael you should go get changed and come along as well, Sage; bring Max to the big house as well!” He called out knowing both were nearby as he galloped off, leaving Lucas sitting there feeling very self-conscious about the fact his chest wasn’t a mound of ground beef

After regaining his composure and finding his dagger which he had lost when he got pounced, he made his way briskly to the big house, tapping on the door twice before entering. “Um..Chiron I’m here,” He looked around a couple of times and made his way into the den, only to find Chiron had someone gotten back into his wheelchair. “Ah, welcome come sit, let us await the others..” He said, his tone had sounded welcoming but he could tell that what he was about to find out was going to be probably something that was going to ruin the rest of his summer.