Another yap shook the room. Broken branches tumbled to the floor. Wh-what’s up there? I asked, my knees shaking. I thought about the Norns’ prophecy, naming me a harbinger of evil. Is it—the Wolf? Oh, much worse, Blitzen said. It’s the Squirrel.
Rick Riordan
Another yap shook the room. Broken branches tumbled to the floor. Wh-what’s up there? I asked, my knees shaking. I thought about the Norns’ prophecy, naming me a harbinger of evil. Is it—the Wolf? Oh, much worse, Blitzen said. It’s the Squirrel.