Daphne
Daphne woke up just as the sun began to rise the next day. She decided to head into the woods outside Camp Half-blood's borders to practice playing the lyre. She had been taking a class at camp and it turned out she was a natural.
She willed a tree stump to grow out of the ground and started playing and singing her favorite ancient Greek song.
I know a star, star little star
shining pale
A gift to you, with affection
But I don't dare,
it's like a gem, for a fine hand
and a white neck
that little star, little star
shining pale
Animals from the forest started coming by, and soon it was a scene almost out of a Disney movie.
"That's some beautiful music."
Daphne looked to her right and saw a man with curly brown hair and a goatee, wearing baggy jeans, a floppy, straw hat, and a tie-dye t-shirt standing there. "Hello there," he said calmly, "how do you do?"
"Fine." Daphne replied. Strangely this guy seemed familiar. "Who are you?"
The man simply laughed. "I was once known by many names. But now I am barely known at all."
"Are you a god or something?"
"You could say that I suppose," he said as a robin landed on his finger, "I prefer to remain a free spirit." The animals began to gather around him as he spoke. "You know Daphne, musical talent like that runs in your family. In fact you could probably thank me for that." Daphne was about to ask him why but he went on. "Well, I must be going. Oh, I'd get back to camp if you want to find out what that boom is."
"What boom."
BOOM!
"That boom."
Daphne grabbed her lyre and ran back to Half-blood Hill just in time to see the entirety of Camp Half-blood gathered at the foot of the hill, and Percy Jackson standing on top of the hill next to Thalia's now burning pine tree.