Name: Skyler Rosenberg
Age: 13
Godly Parent: Zeus (unclaimed)
Where: North Woods Outskirts
Tags: Open
Despite being in a camp filled with other demigods like herself, Skye couldn't shake the familiar feeling of monachopsis. She couldn't help but feel out of place, for some reason she didn't completely comprehend. Turning away from the Pavilion, she traipsed towards the forest in hopes of finding somewhere quiet. She knew there were probably monsters lurking in the woods, but figured she'd be safe so long as she didn't go very deep.
Skye followed the quiet burble of water to a nearby stream. She found a relatively dry, flat rock and seated herself upon its rough, cold surface. The bitter autumn wind cut through the thin cotton fibers of her Camp Half-Blood t-shirt, but she didn't mind. She cast a nostalgic glance at the deciduous trees around her. Fiery hues of red, orange, and yellow had crept into their viridian leaves. Mom used to love this time of year. Unbidden tears pricked her bright blue eyes at this thought, but she hastily brushed them away with the back of her hand. She would have wanted me to be strong. Skye took a shuddering breath to steady herself, hugging her knees to her chest. She could feel her fingers start to tingle with electricity, but she didn't seem to care anymore. So what? There's no one around to see. She watched the light dance between her fingertips with a vague mask of indifference.