Talk:The Sanctuary/Mountain Pond/@comment-38192923-20190707171036/@comment-38192923-20190707205101

{Santos|

"Easy boy.... easy boy..." Santos takes a couple of steps back. "Or girls, don't wanna assume.." He glanced frantically between the hounds. They clearly are toying with him and are definitely not your typical nymphs or spirits. Being a kid of Iris, most water and air nymphs were pretty chill with him. He even managed to not get eaten by the cleaning harpies. They even called him their own nephew sometimes. Harpy famillial relations, from his experience, seemed to involve a lot of hair, or feather tugging. But no matter. In a moment, he's gonna become doggy chow. "Welp I'd love to stay for dinner. But I'm running late." Santos flicks his wrist, raising droplets from the pool. With a second swipe, he splits the light of the natural rainbows in the droplets into seven brilliant beams of colour. Hopefully they would keep them blinded or distracted for a while. At least, that's what the son of Iris hopes as he sprints away. Rainbow travel just wasn't viable right now. It took time. All he needs is a little more space.}}