Ana had shown up for the bonfire rather early to make sure she got a seat near the fire. Ordinarily, sitting close to the front of any sizable gathering would be bothersome to her, but she loved fire. Plus, she didn't want to be cold, which was an almost constant struggle for the girl. She currently sat cross-legged on the front row, basking in the warm, flickering glow of the fire. Her hood was pulled up over her hat, and her hands were tucked snugly into the pocket of her hoodie. Her eyes gleefully followed the embers as they floated into the air like tiny orange fairies. For once, Ana looked somewhat awake, though 'alert' might have been a bit of an overstatement. Regardless, she seemed to be enjoying herself, if the small smile across her lips was any indication. She had heard some conversation about a Campmaster or something. She didn't know anything about that, but she was content to sit there as long as the fire burned.


  Out of the corner of her eye, Ana noticed a movement in the trees nearby. She saw Mya walking out of the woods. The girl seemed to be looking for a place to sit, a difficult task as many campers had already arrived. Ana waved to her bunk-mate and motioned to the seat beside her, which was currently occupied by her messenger bag. It had not yet occurred to the girl that she had already made friends, or that this was what having friends was like. When she finally did realize that fact, she would probably think long and hard about it. She had never had many friends. Few had the patience to deal with the girl's oddities and quirks for any extended period of time, if they were willing to talk to her at all. She probably would've been quite lonely if she had ever stopped to think about it too much.