[center][hr]When Lyre reached the pavilion, few campers had already reached there, but the Demeter cabin, being led by Barry were already making their way down. They would quickly make the place a lot more homely until the rest of the campers woke up.
Chiron was already sat at his usual place, though he seemed to look in deep thought. His hands were folded and were resting on his fake legs, sitting in the wheelchair to fit under the table. 
Lyre found her usual place at the Apollo table, letting the silence bring her to her own thoughts. Hopefully Chiron would have more to say. 
She hadn't actually been there to see the creature. She couldn't even begin to imagine seeing that thing appear out of the darkness.Especially never having seen that kind of creature in any of these parts in possibly centuries, or at least very few sightings. 
Could possibly just be rumors, but that's all she had to go off of. [hr][/center]