[hr][hr][center][h3][color=a187be][b]🌈 Leda Storm 🌈[/b][/color][/h3][img]https://64.media.tumblr.com/97b8c553cbb195c7ea49cc44e8711ccc/tumblr_inline_p1oageaqHl1rifr4k_540.gif[/img][hr][b][color=a187be]Location:[/color][/b] Camp Half-blood: Arena
[b][color=a187be]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][hr][/center]	Leda raised an eyebrow, genuinely confused where the dog had come from, although it was probably just someone's pet. Arthur was pretty quick to claim the dog and Leda glanced around, looking for any sign of an owner, but she didn't see anyone. [color=a187be]"Oh, duh!"[/color] Leda exclaimed. She could have kicked herself. It wasn't a dog at all - it was a hellhound puppy. And those came from one place. It was probably some sort of present for Arthur (or Andy, maybe Zeus was into hellhound puppers these days). [color=a187be]"The pupper's a hellhound - they're from the Underworld and they can shadow travel. I'm guessing Hades may've sent it on up to you? That or the little fella's just lost."[/color]

	The puppy was adorable and Leda let the pupper sniff her hand, before giving the dog a quick pet. [color=a187be]"Think it's been a minute, lovelies, so what are ya naming it?"[/color] she asked. It was honestly her favorite thing to do with animals - coming up with a name. You could name an animal just about anything, making animal names vastly superior to people names. There was a similar rule for weapons - case in point, no one would name a person [i]Ultraviolet[/i], but it was a perfect name for her weapon. Mostly though, Leda was just glad that the dog seemed to be distracting Andy and Arthur a bit - the two of them were really going through it. [hr][hr][center][h3][color=#9370DB][b]☀️ Nancy Parker ☀️[/b][/color][/h3][img]https://media4.giphy.com/media/3owytRiu2nuCOHw8ZG/giphy.gif[/img][hr][b][color=#9370DB]Location:[/color][/b] Camp Half-blood: Senate Tent
[b][color=#9370DB]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][hr][/center]	Nancy forced herself to smile and laugh at Mads' joke, even if she didn't feel it. She knew that Mads was trying to make them feel better about this situation, but that wasn't right - Mads was the one who apparently was fated to die, Niah and Nancy weren't. They didn't have a death prophecy hanging over their heads. They should have been the ones comforting her. [color=#9370DB]"I have always wanted some of your blood,"[/color] Nancy tried to joke, hoping to lighten some of the tension Mads had to be feeling. 

	She didn't really care that the Greeks had been waiting for a while. The Greeks probably hadn't even noticed. From what Nancy could tell, the Greeks didn't have a god in charge of punctuality, instead favoring chaos and disorganization. It was baffling to her that [i]any[/i] Greek demigods made it to adulthood, when their entire system seemed to revolve around crossing their fingers and hoping for the best. [color=#9370DB]"Walk sounds great. And fuck the Greeks, they can wait. They probably have fifteen more songs about S'mores to sing anyways."[/color]