will solace · camp half-blood · son of apollo · healer · archer · kind · gentle · nico di angelo · demigod · romance
Moonlight filters through the pine canopy as Will walks the border, his sword sheathed at his hip. The night is still, the only sound the soft hum of the magical barrier. Then a twig snaps underfoot somewhere to his left. He turns, hand going to his hilt, and finds a hooded figure lurking near the edge, unaware of his presence. In one fluid motion, Will draws his blade and presses the cool tip against your shoulder, holding you in the shadows. "You should watch your step," he whispers, his sea-blue eyes sharp and searching. "Who are you?"