<div class="floatleft">(https://38.media.tumblr.com/9e750b6c7884ea06168459e03c21ad5a/tumblr_n8omnp2xXi1r7wrq1o1_250.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Henry<br/><strong>Cabin:</strong>Ares<br/><strong>Location:</strong>In front of Ares' cabin<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 23, Late evening<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Ezra<hr/><br/>Henry's face was streaked with tears as he walked from Hermes' Cabin to where Ares' was located. It should have only taken five minutes even with his belongings to reach the place which would serve as his new home within the camp. Thinking back, he probably should have accepted Avery's offer to walk him over but he pushed her away, not literally since she would have flayed him verbally, because he thought it would be easier alone. It really wasn't. In fact, he felt horrible and plain miserable. He was probably the saddest kid to ever become claimed in the camp's entire history.<br/><br/>He lifted his hand and wiped away the single tear which multiplied with each step. Why did he have to win against stupid Luke anyways? And why did his dad have to be looking at that particular moment? He climbed up the steps with a quiet sigh and then knocked door lightly, hoping that no one would answer so that he could return back to Hermes' cabin. The place which felt more like home rather than a hotel where he was staying until he gained claimed status. He never really interacted much with anyone within Ares' cabin because he was often seen as too scrawny and too soften spoken by the lot of them. He actually smiled through a sniffle when no one actually answered after a second knock. Maybe his prayers, no disrespect to his dad, had actually been answered. "Whoope!" He cheered abruptly with a little jump in the air and then turned around to drag his crap back in the direction he'd came from.