Loreli shot up and hit her head on the car roof. "Stupid nightmares," she mutters, rubbing her head. She looks at the front seats, where Denver and Nick are still asleep. She gets out of the car, taking in the fresh air. The car was sitting at the bottom of a hill, nd Loreli assumed the camp was over it. She began to walk up the hill, stumbling a little as she went. There was a tree at the top, and at first she thought she was hallucinating when she saw a dragon wrapped around it, but as she got closer, she realized it was real. When she was next to the tree, the dragon stirred in its sleep and she let out a squeak. She backed away from the dragon slowly, moving past the tree and down the hill. She took a step backward and stood on a rock, sending her tumbling down the hill. "Great," she says when she hits the bottom.
"Yes, but I daresay everyone's powers have put them in some sort of trouble before. There's no reason yours should be feared over anyone else's," Everett explained.
"I suppose so…" A couple of Robin's birds flew in and perched themselves on the table.
Elizabeth found a nice spot under the tree, and she sat down on the floor. She started sketching.
"The animals are really my only friends, but I'm okay with that. They're great listeners." He smiled weakly, petting Lupus and Luna.
When Zora heard yelling, she walked to the Big House, curiosity taking over her."I heard yelling."She said to no one in particular.
Grayson noticed the girl…Zara? Was that her name? He pulled away from the other girl's grasp. "I didn't do anything wrong, so I'm leaving." He walked out of the Big House, rubbing his ear.
Loreli stood up and looked around her. There were a bunch of people bustling about, but she decided to go to the big blue farmhouse, where three people were standing and another person was walking away. As she walked, she saw a bunch of weird stuff - stuff weirder than the dragon. There was a bunch of people in Greek armour and carrying weapons. There were also some more goat people, which freaked her out a little. She sped up and reached the farmhouse.
Elizabeth sketched the sapling in front of her in charcoal.
"Hold up, where are you going to?"She asked with a confused face
Grayson ran into some random girl who had walked up. "Hey. I've never seen you before, what's your name?"
"Zora, What's your name?"
"Grayson." He pointed to the random girl who was walking around blindly. "Who's that?"
(@PuffPoff who are you talking about?)
Loreli walked up to the farmhouse, where two people were looking at her. "Uhh… hey," she said. She fiddled with her thumbs, not knowing what she should do or say.
"Who are you?" Grayson asked a little rudely.
Loreli was a little taken aback by the boy's rudeness. "Uhh… my name's Loreli. Loreli King."
"Well, I know you're quite a bit younger than me, but there's no reason we can't be friends, too," Everett said to Robin, "Can't have too many allies these days."
Lola left with Annabeth to go see Sally and Paul, to check if Percy happened to be there or if they knew anything about this mystery.
"True, I can get behind that. It's always nice to know that there's at least one person you can trust."
"Are you new here? I've never seen you around camp." Grayson asked, his expression a little softer.
Loreli had no idea how to answer. It was times like these that she needed her friends. "I guess so?" she replies. "I mean, I just drove here in a car with my two best friends… one of which is a goat."
Grayson laughed a little. "Ah, you're new. Now tell me, are your friends half-bloods?"
"Denver's half goat," Loreli answers. She still can't get over the hooves. "and I don't know about Nick."
He looked over her shoulder and down the hill. "Are your friends coming? It would be a lot less confusing if they explained it."
She looked behind her. "I think they're still sleeping…" she said, knowing she sounded crazy.
Grayson rolled his eyes. "Satyrs…" he mumbled to himself, pointing to where Chrion and Mr.D were. "Go talk to them. They know more than I do."
Loreli looked to where the boy was pointing. Two men, one plump and the other in a wheelchair, where playing a card game. "Umm, alright." she said. "Thanks… whatever your name is."
"Grayson." He repeated before strolling over to the archery range. Grayson grabbed a small toothbrush from his pocket and flicked it dramatically. Before he could even blink, it turned into his bow. He grinned, taking an arrow out and shooting at the target.
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