Forty six

Basil was tired as he headed home from his farm, he and his wife might have good crops and goods now since Dinos' attention had turned from them but they would prefer having nothing to eat if it means that their daughter was to remain with them. When Penelope had first gone missing, they had done everything they could to search for her but Basil sighed, he wished he had knew better while she was younger so he would not have taught her how to hide her tracks but the girl was good, she took after him in most aspects so strongly that he forgot she was not a boy and raised her like one and now, he keeps hoping and praying that his teachings might be enough to save her and help her survive wherever she was. 

Basil stopped his donkey as he readied himself for fighting as the pathway ahead of him rustled with movement. “You have until the countdown of ten before I attack, I will not be responsible for the state you see yourself after I am done with you.” Basil