<div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Calligraph421 BT;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 20pt;">Flora Blake</span><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Wondering where to go and what to do.</span> </span></div><hr/><br/>Hearing a male voice Flora looked up at the stranger, he was obviously older than her and briefly she wondered if he was a counselor or something for the camp. Nodding her head at his question, Flora cleaned her face of tears "I'm fine.... I guess they are. I just got here" mumbling the last part mainly to herself she subconsciously adjusted her pack, her father had told her that Demeter was her mother on the trip to the camp.<br/><br/>Yet Flora had no trouble accepting the story, always she felt different and it would explain the voices she heard while gardening. Standing there in uncomfortable silence with the stranger Flora didn't really know what to say to the guy, she was always a little shy around new people but after she got over the shock of everything Flora would be more open.<br/><br/>Noticing a closed flower bud on one of the bushes located around the fountain she reached out and gently touched the petals, the flower slowly blooming before their eyes. Letting a small smile appear on her face as the petals opened all the way. Putting her hands quickly in her dress's pockets Flora shifted from foot to foot, her sandals only becoming a little scuffed from the movements, feeling very awkward as the guy continued to stand next to her.<br/><br/>"Do...Do you know who your parent is?" Flora figured that was the easiest question to ask to male, surely the other people at the camp had to know who or about their parent maybe even meet them in person. All she had was brief whispers and small signs from nature that helped her know that Demeter was indeed watching over her. No longer crying, Flora finally looked around the camp from where she stood, it was truly beautiful and though they where out in the middle of the woods everything just seemed to fit the atmosphere.<br/><br/>"Am I supposed to check in with someone? My dad didn't know a lot about the camp and he couldn't enter with me, so I'm really confused." Looking around again Flora could see more people running around, and hear lots of voices some sounding panicked.