<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Avatars/Tempest1_zps690d3e74.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Tempest Stuart (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=207204.msg10250333#msg10250333)<br/><strong>Cabin:</strong>Poseidon<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 22, Dawn<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Dimitri Demopoulos<br/><strong>Notes:</strong>Morning swim<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Bikini in blue (http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Misc%20Story%20Accessories/Clothes/d59cc791-6535-45c5-99e5-d4ae8f65812f_zps4bafa653.jpg)<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Dawn. If she felt the first rays of the sun creeping over the horizon any more firmly in her blood, you'd have thought she was a child of Apollo and not Poseidon. In truth, it was simply years of paying attention. Years of catching the earliest bus possible to hit the beach before school and of doing the same here. Even when she'd been in Hermes cabin she'd often skipped breakfast to go for a morning swim, that wasn't going to change just because Daddy had finally deigned to claim her. He could make due with her sister's morning offering, if she made one.<br/><br/>Stripping out of the black yoga pants and oversized camp t-shirt she'd worn down to the lake, she kicked her flip flops on top of the pile and dove under the water with a whoop of glee as her body was enveloped by the chill waves! Other people might have thought the water was too cold at this hour but Tempest had never found a lake too cold to welcome her home and for<em>that</em>she would thank her father. As she thought on it, she supposed these early morning swims could be a sort of offering of their own, a sort of worship, even if she didn't really mean them that way.<br/><br/>These swims gave her strength to face the challenges of the day, just as her swim at free time re-charged her after dealing with them. Picking a spot at random, she started swimming, cutting through the water as smoothly as any nymph before turning and swimming back toward shore, making her own set of laps to loosen up her muscles and prepare for the day ahead. Other than a few early rising nymphs, she was usually completely alone for these swims.