[center][b]Demelza[/b][/center]

Demelza was iin her room. She was familiar with it, having stayed in it for the last few years. Despite being in the camp for a few years, Demelza was still a shy girl. She rarely spoke up, instead, she focused on the training in the camp. She was becoming an adequate fighter, but still preferred not to hurt people. Instead, she looked for ways of stopping them without causing injury. Oft times she was lectured on that, but Demelza couldn't change her nature. 

After a few hours, she rose, changing her clothes, and running her hands through her dark blond hair. She never really put much stock in her appearance. Demelza preferred to keep herself out of others notice, not that it worked sometimes. 

She made her way to the nightly fire, weaving her way through the camp, and sitting down on one of the logs, she tried to make herself unnoticed. She loved the camp, but she was shy. 

[center][b]Cameron[/b][/center]

Cameron was outside, in the trees. He enjoyed being aside, and it gave him a chance to swagger about like he own the place. Cameron was a real people person, and thrived on contact with others, enjoyed chatting, and laughing. He was friendly, and more often then not, he had the attention of others, in a large group. 

Camp was simply a social thing for him, where he got to beat people up fighting and training as well. Perfect combination of the both, making him love it here. Cameron tried not to let most peoples reaction to who his father was get to him. 

He was also half his mother, and people loved her, so it balanced out. Cameron was all about balance. He smiled as he walked aaround the camp, saying hello to people as he came along them, before making his way to the camp fire.