[hr][hr][center][h3][color=a187be][b]🌈 Leda Storm 🌈[/b][/color][/h3][img]https://64.media.tumblr.com/97b8c553cbb195c7ea49cc44e8711ccc/tumblr_inline_p1oageaqHl1rifr4k_540.gif[/img][hr][b][color=a187be]Location:[/color][/b] Camp Half-blood: Dining Pavilion 
[b][color=a187be]Skills:[/color][/b] Superspeed [hr][hr][/center]	Leda perked up, seeing her girlfriend. Kiera's vibrant red hair always made such a shocking contrast in winter - like fire and ice. She was extra pleased that Kiera was joining her at the Iris Table. They could have gone and sat at the Poseidon Table, but it was terribly lonely, and not nearly as vibrant. If people thought that Leda was a bit extra with her make up, she was relatively tame compared to some of her siblings. As a group, they always looked ready for a Pride parade. Leda's own plate was piled high with just about everything - eggs, bacon, toast, muffins, sausage, etc etc. [color=a187be]"Yeah, I slept like a babe, what about you, luv?"[/color] Leda asked. 

	She then moved, a rainbow blur as Leda devoured the food on her plate. There had been enough food for seemingly a small army and a second later, the plate was practically spotless, aside from some crumbs and ketchup smears. Leda licked her fingers clean, somehow having not ruined her makeup with the feast. [color=a187be]"Do you think it's too early to go grab seconds?"[/color] she then asked Kiera, entirely serious and not joking at all. As a speedster, she tended to burn a [i]lot[/i] of calories, and thus ended up eating a [i]lot[/i]. It was one of her least favorite things about quests - restaurants didn't have good prices for the appetite of a speedster, meaning that she only really was well fed when at Camp.  [hr][hr][center][h3][color=#9370DB][b]☀️ Nancy Parker ☀️[/b][/color][/h3][img]https://media4.giphy.com/media/3owytRiu2nuCOHw8ZG/giphy.gif[/img][hr][b][color=#9370DB]Location:[/color][/b] Camp Half-blood: Praetor Tent -> Cohort Tent
[b][color=#9370DB]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][hr][/center]	[color=#9370DB]"Aww, she's not too big at all - at least not yet. Can't help but wonder if she's a baby or if she'll just always be this size,"[/color] Nancy wondered. She had a secret preference that Joanie wouldn't get too much bigger, it was a bit selfish as she was easier to care for like this, and she felt that Joanie would fit in with the Hunt and essentially be able to be a hunting dragon if she wasn't too large. If she got huge, she'd have to find somewhere to set Joanie free, let her spread her wings and whatnot and do whatever dragons do. Nancy sighed ever so slightly just thinking about it - and how she herself wanted to be free. She followed Mads out of the tiny tent and into the large one, where every cohort slept. 

	Nancy felt conflicted about that set up. It wasn't fair that the cohorts all had to be squeezed into one tent, while the praetors had their own. But at the same time, she couldn't help but wonder if having all of the cohorts together allowed them to bond and take down some of the bits that divided them. And without having the praetors around all the time, the Legion could relax and have fun - no one could have a rad sleepover with their parents around after all. Nancy raised an eyebrow, knowing that Niah had dodged the answer to the question. [color=#9370DB]"Maybe it's time we revisit the options for sleeping arrangements,"[/color] she suggested softly, so only Mads and Niah could hear. She didn't want to get people's hopes up.