by Sasami Wed Jan 07, 2009 12:21 am
Orion chuckled to himself.
"Isn't that the crazy girl who wanted to take Olympus?" he asked Artemis.
"She's not crazy, she's just confused," replied Artemis harshly.
"Calm down, you don't need to get all defensive on me. Let's take this back towards the temple and have a roast," he said, walked towards the deer carcass.
"I have another idea, actually. I'd like to take the meat to the village and give it to the older people who might be having trouble getting food...I mean, winter is coming and all..." said Artemis, trailing off.
"What are you talking about? We need to feed ourselves, too, you know!" shot back Orion.
"It's my kill, I'll do with it what I'd like. We have plenty of food," Artemis said, shrugging.
"But why would you give it to complete strangers. That's--" started Orion.
Artemis cut him off. "If they starve to death because of hunger, I won't have any more worshipers, now will I?"
Orion realized she was serious and sighed. "I suppose that's true. Here, I'll help you carry it." He knew that Artemis wasn't telling the complete truth, but it wasn't really any of his buisness.
They cut the meat up, wrapping it into neatly tied packages, and slowly made their way to the village.