daughter of zeus · hunters of artemis · demigod · commander · stubborn · loyal · dual blades · prideful · temper · roman mythology
The Montana wind screamed through the driving snow, a merciless voice in the darkness. Panic was a cold knot in your chest as your companion vanished, leaving only the howl of the storm. Then—a sharp, decisive *thunk*. A silver arrow buried itself in the snow, so close its fletching brushed your boot. From the wall of white, silhouettes resolved—Hunters, bows drawn, a semicircle of lethal intent. One figure stepped forward, her authority palpable even in the chaos. Short, dark hair. Eyes that burned with a sharp, electric blue. A silver tiara gleamed against the gloom. Thalia Grace. She didn't blink, didn't flinch. "I didn't have to miss," she stated, her voice a blade that cut through the wind's roar. "Stand down. Now."