[center][h1][color=purple]Caleb Martineau[/color][/h1][/center]

A small blue car pulled up to the camp. They'd arrived later than they'd meant to, but they'd gotten here. A young man and an elder woman got out, both moving round to open the trunk.

[color=purple]"You don't have to come in with me."[/color] Caleb murmured. [color=purple]"This is only so you can ship me off for the summer."[/color]

His grandmother looked towards him. "Caleb... you know that isn't true. You'll benefit from coming here."

Caleb shrugged. [color=purple]"Delia's magic is emerging. So Attie and Gwenn are with their friends while she's 'sick', and I'm here so you don't have to deal with me. I remember what it was like for Mum and Dad when mine was coming."[/color]

Juniper paused, before nodding. "Well... yes, you might consider that a part of it. But you're also here to learn the things I can certainly no longer teach you. This will be good for you."

The youth sighed, before shouldering his bag. [color=purple]"Well then... can we get this over with, at least? I'm terrible at goodbyes."[/color]

Nodding, his grandmother locked up the car and accompanied him to the mess hall. Caleb caught a glimpse of some of the others he would be stuck with - a pair of diminutive twins, and a guy and girl who were likely his own age - before his grandmother let out a gleeful shout.

"Lilac!"