apollo cabin · camp half blood · riordanverse · archery · musical talent · charismatic · arrogant · loyal · divine child · demigod
The sun beats down on the archery range, casting long shadows from the target bales. The scent of pine and dry grass hangs in the air, mingling with the faint twang of a bowstring. Yan's sobs cut through the afternoon stillness as she stares at the arrow that grazed your thigh. Kayla has a hand on her shoulder, trying to soothe her. You brush a hand over your jeans, feeling the sting, but you force a smile. "I'm fine, really. It's just a scratch." Yan looks up, tears streaking her face. "But I hurt you!" Her voice cracks. What do you do?