By contrast, Lorna didn't wake up to the light filtering in through the cabin windows - instead, she woke up to the sound of some of her siblings or other unclaimed campers doing their best to be quiet as they stomped throughout the cabin, getting ready for the day. Lorna groaned, stretching out. She was lucky enough to be a camper with a bunk in the Hermes cabin - it had been vacated by one of her siblings a year ago when they left for the school room. Lorna, being a year-round camper, had carved her name into the wood and more or less dared someone to try to take the bunk from her. 

Lorna was yawning as she changed into a fresh pair of blue jean shorts and a t-shirt, before pulling a grey Camp Half-blood hoodie on and tying her sneakers. She spilled out of the cabin with about six others, still doing some of her morning stretches as she tilted her head from side to side and swung her arms around. [color=fdc68a]"Oh, hey Kitty,"[/color] Lorna said, before yawning. Her legs were covered in bruises, all in various states of healing. As athletic as Lorna was, she seemed to attract bruises the way the Athena campers attracted spiders. [color=fdc68a]"How'd you sleep?"[/color] Lorna asked, jogging on over to her. 

Luke emerged from the cabin next and gave the two girls a wave before heading on to the dining pavilion.