Post by hayson on Aug 30, 2011 20:29:20 GMT -5
A peace-maker, animal and nature-lover, friendly, kind, caring, quite shape-shifter that can read emotions and minds entered the small cabin. She had long, flowing brown hair and deep soothing brown eyes, Her skin was tanned and her eyes sparkled with fear and curiosity. She attracted animals and animals attracted her. You would most find her in the woods or by the lake. She wore a blue t-shirt that had green designs lining the bottom of it, ripped up faded blue jeans, black converse, a silver necklace that had one word charm on it, Hope. Hope was her word. Her soul was filled with hope. She had a backpacked that contained: A picture of James, Nancy, and her, a stuffed wolf cub she called 'Legend', her cell phone, and laptop. She found a bed and set her backpack at the foot of the bed. She laid her head on the soft, white pillow and sighed. Hay-son Felmon was at Camp Half-Blood.
