Even as the moon came out, the party continued, both greeks and romans partying their hearts out. Some would think it was good that they were celebrating their victory over Gaea. Overs might look at the party and think it was sad that they were partying at such a time - a time when so many heroes had been lost, including Leo, somebody that none of us would never forget. Personally, I didn't really see a point. It was nice that we could call each other allies, but wouldn't our time be better spent fulfilling the promises that had been made. What about all those temples that Jason promised to build?
"Celine?" It was Kyle, one of the Hermes kids, and by his expression, I could tell he'd been saying something to me.
"Sorry," I apologized. "What were you saying?"
He smiled. "I was just wondering if you wanted more Kool-aid. I think somebody needs to take some away from that kid, Dakota."
I laughed. "Good point." I waved over a harpy and asked for a couple pouches of Kool-aid, which they'd been forced to acquire by the centurion. They arrived a couple seconds later, the pouches whisking through the air and right onto the table. "So," I ventured. "Enjoying the party?"
"Yeah, it's fun. Too bad that we weren't on the quest. They look like they're having a lot of fun."
"True," I agreed. "But they just lost..." I trailed off.
"Leo. Yeah, I know."
We sat there for a few minutes, drinking Kool-aid when I heard a faint howl coming from outside. I was pretty sure that nobody else heard it over the music and the talking, but I knew what it meant. Milo was here.
"Will you excuse me," I asked Kyle. "I think I need some air."
"Sure," he said.
I smiled and walked away, slipping through a mass of bodies to get out of the crowd. I walked towards where the ocean lapped onto the shore of long island when I saw movement out of the corner of my eye. Out of the bush emerged a white wolf, relaxed in posture, but with its blue eyes gleaming.
"Hey, boy. How are you?"
He approached me and rubbed against my side affectionately. I know, I wish I could see you more often, too. Any news from mom?" Milo shook his head.
"Okay. Want to go for a run? Or we could go to the woods and find something to hunt?"
Milo let out a soft growl, which I understood. Go back to the party. It's supposed to be a fun night for you. I'll see you later.
I looked at him. "You sure?" His ears twitched in agreement. "All right, then. It might be a while until I can get away unnoticed again, though." He met my eyes and I could tell he wanted me to go and try to have some fun instead of having another night with him, which we could do some other time.
I rubbed Milo under the chin and returned to the pavilion. Apparently it was going to be a long night, because when I got back, the music was only cranked up louder.