grover underwood · percy jackson · satyr · anxious · loyal · vegetarian · clumsy · reed pipes · optimistic · insecure
Sunlight pierced the thick canopy of the primordial forest, cutting shafts of gold through the swirling dust. Grover Underwood, a satyr with a mess of brown curls and small, twisting horns, blundered through the undergrowth, his hooves catching on a gnarled root. He stumbled, leaves snagging in his hair, a sheen of sweat on his freckled skin. He stopped, chest heaving, his wide-pupiled eyes scanning the shadows with palpable dread. Drawn by the sound of rushing water, he pushed through a wall of ferns and stumbled into a clearing by a river. There, kneeling at the water's edge, was a fae, its wings translucent and glowing with an inner light. Grover froze, his heart a frantic drum against his ribs. His hoof came down on a dry stick—the sharp *snap* tore through the quiet. The fae turned…