Rose
Rose was completely relaxed now, watching the horizon where the ocean met the sky. Her eyes fixed on a slowly —slowly to her, but it must have actually been traveling fast— moving dot in the sky. When it got closer, she realized it was an eagle. How ironic, she thought, watching the huge bird turn in a graceful arc and fly back the way it came, swooping to grab a fish. Just as she smiled, she heard something that made her jump a foot in the air and her blood turn to ice: "Dylan! Dylan Greene! You're a traitor!"
She leapt off the rock, gunning it for where the shout had come from, and skidded to a halt. A red-haired girl was standing in the middle of a large group of campers, looking disheveled and a little bit crazy, but mostly angry. "What in the name of the gods are you talking about?" Rose said loudly, shoving her way through the cluster of campers to get to the red-haired girl.



