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Camp Half Blood Campers' Correspondence a Year Later-[Wendy Pelletier to Erica Pelletier]
Mum! I've been claimed! Four years, a few wars, a few struggles, heroic deeds, loss of life, and whole lot of pushing and shoving later, I find out that I'm a kid of Notus. He's the god of the South wind, bringer of rain and fog, danger to shepherds and mariners, friend to thieves (ironically). Does any of that ring a bell at all, mum? It explains why I'm so good at running, I suppose. The kids in the Hermes cabin kept telling me that they were sure that I was a Hermes kid but, to be honest, if I had been a Hermes kid that whole time and Hermes had never claimed me, I would've started a war against him too. The guy visits the camp often enough. Geez. At least my dad had something of an excuse.
They're putting me in Aeolus's cabin with all the other wind kids. They were real clever when they designed the cabin. It has the bunks of the kids of each wind god lined up with their corresponding compass point and then the bunks for Aeolus's kids are in the back of the cabin, but raised up a step because, ya know, Aeolus is the king for the winds. The only kid in the Aeolus part of the cabin is kind of small and terrified so he's been real nice to us other wind kids, not that there are a lot of us. There's an Eurus (East wind) kid who had the misfortune of being named Zephyr (after Zephyrus, god of the gentle West wind) so he's a little bitter about that; not that it's really his fault that his mom didn't know which wind god knocked her up (if she knew there was more than one to begin with). Besides him, there're just the two sons of Boreas, the North wind, and they both have wings! Their wings aren't very strong because they weren't allowed to use them growing up and they were locked away up on a cliff-side with their mom for basically their entire lives until Boreas got the word that his kids would be looked after and he brought them to camp this year. They're also kind of small and terrified, but I really don't blame them. Their mom practically dropped dead when they got taken away and, last the kids heard, was still up in their old cliff cave somewhere with Boreas.
I'm being nice to them, don't worry. I'm practically playing a proper mom. I make sure they eat and shower and pay the gods proper respects. I've been trying to get the winged kids to go outside at least once a day besides meals. They're proper terrified of the outside world and would spend their whole day hiding in a corner if I didn't make them get some fresh air every once in a while. Chiron said that he'd try to arrange some way to get some proper flight training for them. I don't know if they'd like spending the day with some of the baby Pegasuses, but there is an Eros girl whose dad gave her this winged coat that could help. And I know there's at least one Hermes' kid that's got winged shoes that could help. Flight school actually sounds pretty cool. I'm sure I can figure out a way to help, too. Ya know, get a hand-glider and jump off the top of the climbing wall or something. Don't worry. I won't do anything too stupid. And if I do, I'll make sure not to tell you about it, okay?
Besides all that awesomeness, camps cleaning up pretty well. It was really mostly the poor woods that got messed with during the Battle of the Labyrinth. Having new cabins is still weird to me. I've almost walked in to the wrong one a few times. Apparently there's been a lot of dispute about what gods they're allowed to double up in cabins, like our wind cabin. My favorite so far is the raging war going on over whether or not to put Eris in Ares' cabin since they're siblings, but then a bunch of the gods are siblings for that matter. And then they thought that that maybe they'd just put Eris and Enyo together, but then they'd have to throw Phobos, Deimos, Strife, Terror, Tembling, and Panic in there as well and that just seems like the worse cabin to be in ever. I don't think the Ares cabin would care to have more meat if it wasn't full enough already. Either way it's caused the biggest dispute of the century and their parents aren't helping at all so I'm fairly excited to see how that turns out from my comfy, newly built veranda.
But that's for another time. I'll tell you how the flying lessons are coming when we figure them out.
Sincerely,
Your dearest daughter,
Wendy Pelletier
Aeolus Cabin - Notus