<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;"></span>Enjoying the sun and cool grass. </span></div><hr/><br/>Still laying there, Flora kept her eyes closed enjoying just being able to relax. Of course she wouldn't be relaxing for long once she was given her schedule for the camp. Toying with blades of grass as she waited for Dante, Flora thought about the only other camper she knew besides those in Demeter cabin.<br/><br/>He seemed cocky and the type that was always sure he would excel at anything, not really the kind of person she normally associated with. Opening her eyes she continued to ponder to why she was hanging around the male, three times or maybe more if not less he had irritated her. At hearing the very guy she was thinking about voice, Flora looked up at him, still laying down, his tall frame blocking the sun and casting a shadow over her. "That is good, and that was really quick" tilting her head a little at the frustration in his tone, she sat up.<br/><br/>Grass and stray leaves clinging to her hair and clothing but she didn't bother to brush them off just yet "no... I stayed here waiting for you, but..." Chewing on her bottom lip Flora didn't want to sound crazy, well crazier than the story of being the child of a Greek God.<br/><br/>"Nature seems sad, like something is off." Finally standing up she went about brushing off the grass from her clothing, then shook her head random leaves and bits of grass coming free from the dark curls. Only a few managed to stay tangled in her hair as Flora looked up at Dante "so should we just walk around more and get to know the camp?"