Zo stopped abruptly once again and waited for her to catch up. He was standing at the base of a wall. It was a few feet up, nothing too high, just big enough to keep the wildlife out. If he jumped and stretched his arms, he'd be able to catch the lip of the wall, and pull himself over. It was exactly his thinking, because as soon as Celeste stopped to ask another question or-- more likely --to catch her breath, he squatted, shimmying to get a better look at his target before springing up, arms raised to catch the top of the wall. He made it look effortless, pulling himself atop the wall, and looking down at her.
Crouched atop it, Zo looked much like the wild animals the townsfolk wanted out. His hair, barely bound, obscured his face, and his eyes flashed that electric blue. Altogether he looked eerie, hunched the way he was so high up.
He flattened himself, and stuck an arm down for Celeste to catch so he could haul her up.
They could have left by the front gate, but it was not in Zo's design to leave in a way where people could see. He wanted to vanish.
The transition from chatty Zo to silent escaping Zo was startling.
Crouched atop it, Zo looked much like the wild animals the townsfolk wanted out. His hair, barely bound, obscured his face, and his eyes flashed that electric blue. Altogether he looked eerie, hunched the way he was so high up.
He flattened himself, and stuck an arm down for Celeste to catch so he could haul her up.
They could have left by the front gate, but it was not in Zo's design to leave in a way where people could see. He wanted to vanish.
The transition from chatty Zo to silent escaping Zo was startling.
