Arriving at Camp

"As in the rein dear, Rudolph? anyways, i'm Kayne, you can just call me K".

Kayne shook his head no" nah, I'm good with finding my own way around, betters myself for real life situations." Kayne replied with a yawn, extending his arms, stretching.

Ooc:Sorry, we went to his cabin.

OOC: Oh okay that's cool thanks for letting me know :)

Ooc:Np :3

The satyr motioned him forward, past the large tree. William continued moving foward. Suddenly, there was a fluttering of wings and constant chriping. He turned around, and found his companion, a parakeet, Victory landing square on his shoulders. "Well, it's about time you've came," William said. Victory just sighed and shook his head.
"Come on", says the satyr. "It's just ahead. Past Thalia's tree".
"Who is Thalia? What is this place? Who are you, even?", question William. Everything happened so suddenly. One day, he was in another basketball game with his friends. The next day, he was in the woods, alone, until a strange little bird greeted him. He learned to survive in the woods, but he would've died from that flood if it weren't for this satyr.
"All shall be answered once we arrive at the camp", the satyr stated simply. "You look tired. We will rest on Thalia's Tree for a while, and we shall continue. It is not too far now".
William rolled his eyes. "You said that last time..."
William sat down on trunk of the tree and took a few deep breaths.

"Hmm..." Rush walked up the hill and looked around. This place doesn't look so bad. It's got a friendly sort of feel to it. Maybe I'll stay the whole summer after all, Rush thought to himself. He continued down the hill, a bit of excitement growing with each step.

OOC: I'm too lazy to make a new topic for the Hunters.

BIC: Aria walked up Half-Blood Hill, Nymeria growling at her side. It had been what, two years, three years since they had last come here, during the winter? Aria gritted her teeth, thinking about Zoe and Bianca, the two Hunters who had died going on that Quest; she hadn't had a lot of time to get to know Bianca, but she had been hunting with Zoe for three hundred years. Zoe was the one who had gotten her into the Hunt, she had been her mentor during the first months. Zoe had received a high honor by being changed into a constellation, which she deserved, but Aria still missed her. A lot.
She was walking next to Thalia, who was looking at the tall pine tree, no doubt remembering her time in it. Well, as it. Aria was happy their father didn't turn her into a tree too or some kind of thunder cloud. It would've been awkward -- wait no, the thunder cloud part would've been cool. At least she would've been able to go ballistic on towns, shooting electric bolts everywhere. As a tree, there was really not much to do except standing around all day and looking pretty.

Behind her, the Hunters were grumbling and looking at the entrance to Camp with barely hidden annoyance; none of them really liked it now they had joined the Hunt. It used to be heaven for Aria, back in the early 1700s, but it had changed too much for her to still call it home. She just wondered why Artemis sent them away to Camp when she was absent; as if they needed a baby-sitter. No, they did not. Most of the Campers hadn't killed half the amount of monsters they did, if anybody knew how to handle themselves, it was them.
Aria walked through the stone portal, reading the Ancient Greek letters above, then gazed down at the lush meadows, the glistening lake, the white marble buildings and varied cabins. Pegasi flew in the air, satyrs plaid their pipes in the strawberry fields and here and there, the laughter of nymphs could be heard between the rustling of leaves.

"Buckle up, guys," Aria said and walked down the hill.