"Yeah, the minor probably is Faelin." She was quiet for a moment. "Possibly you could be the boy, but who's the leader who chooses war? Chiron? No, definitely not. Is it one of the other campers?"
She'd started tapping her fingers rather fastly. "Chase, where's Azuel?" She turned around and looked for Azuel. "He was right behind me a second ago! He always stays in my sight, and I do not see him!" She was getting really worried now. "Chase we'll talk about the prophecy later, we have to find Azuel!"
She grabbed her blade, tied it to her waist, and ran off looking for Azuel. Azuel where are you?!?!
Azuel!!
Violet?
Azuel, where are you?!
Uhh... Um... It's really dark, and wet. And this huge thing is sniffing me. My wings are tied down, I can't fly. Violet. Help me.
Azuel!
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"Chase! Someone's got Azuel!"
In war truth is the first casualty - A Goodman