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This is Arow(Pronouced Ero) She’s lesbian and Bi Sassy, blunt, and almost never submissive. Prologue My tail swept the floor of my apartment, my paws fumbled with the last bead of my bracelet. I tied it and cut the string. I glanced down at the sunset-like pin on my sweater and grinned. I pulled it onto my wrist and flicked my tail tip to sweep away a spider and wrinkled my nose in disgust. My ears swiveled as ozone filled my room. “What do you want?” I snapped, removing my back paws from my desk. “You are being really disrespectful—” he warned. “And you’re disrespecting my personal time,” I snorted, squinting at his intense divine glow. “You’re supposed to be guarding my master bolt, Arow,” he hissed. “And I’m supposed to be taking a break.” I rolled my eyes. The bolt suddenly appeared in his grip. “Hey, wait—” I yelped, scrambling to my feet. “S-Striking me isn’t necessary…” I stammered, glancing at the bolt anxiously. Zeus towered over me, his electric-blue eyes burning with raw fury. My tail swept between my legs as I shrunk back. “Defy me and for once you’ll have the pain of lightning, Arow,” Zeus warned, making the bolt disappear from his fist as he grabbed the collar of my sweater. “Now get back to Olympus!” he bellowed before disappearing in a crack of thunder. I fell backwards, my head pounding as I processed how close I had been to getting struck by the master bolt. Chapter 1 I pulled over the winged-anklets Hermes had given me, I frowned. “Too proud to give me something that would guarantee I wouldn’t fall?” I grumbled, rubbing my neck, where a scar from a few years ago tore down my neck. I yelped as the anklets started to flutter wildly. “Oh gods! I remember why I stopped using these!” I screeched, trying to keep my balance. “Need any help, darling?” I groaned, fixing my gaze on a lean god’s figure momentarily. “You think?!” I yelped. The god quickly pinned me, a cocky grin tugging at his lips as he sat on my stomach. He snapped his fingers and the anklets disappeared. “Lord Apollo requests your presence,” he said flatly. “No. Not that again,” my voice cracked. I rubbed my temples. “Ugh, I still have that song stuck in my head.” “Don’t have a choice, I’m afraid, darling.” He shrugged. “Stop calling me that,” I snorted. “Arow, why is Hermes on your chest?” a familiar voice asked from the kitchen, the sound of the front door closing made Hermes glance up in surprise. She placed the grocery bags on the counter and crossed her arms. I squeezed my eyes shut. “It’s… not what it looks like, hon…” I muttered, embarrassed my partner, Blaze had to walk in at this moment. “Oh really? Because it looks like you’ve been pinned by a god in the middle of the living room,” Blaze huffed. “And why is there static in here?” “...Encounter with Zeus…” I mumbled. “Neglecting your job, you mean?” Blaze huffed. “Just come back by dinner, I’m not eating alone again, Arow.” I grunted, trying to get Hermes off of my chest. “No promises,” I sighed as my head hit the floor. “How are you so heavy?” I groaned. Hermes shrugged. “I look weak, Arow—” “But you’re really not—yeah, I know,” I mumbled.