Theadora looked around. The daughter of Potami sighed as she ran her tanned hand threw her wavy long brown hair. Blinking her crystal blue eyes she recalled when her mother had taken her to this summer camp. When she had been accepted.. well sorta. How she had been claimed by her dad... But she hated it here. No one payed any attention to her and when they did it was always very patronizing. Her hand went down to her camp necklace where she had her ten beads.

Theadora left the cabin.