AN: Hey! MyAddictionIsFanFiction reporting for duty here! This is my first fanfic ever. Hope you like it! Posting is gonna be very inconsistent because I have to post at school.
Tiny was very tired. They and the scouting party they led had stopped about half a mile from Camp Half-Blood. As Tiny surveyed their new campsite they sighed, knowing they would need to use their already strained mist magic.
"Alrighty, folks! We're nearly there, but in the meantime, secure the perimeter." Tiny ordered.
They set to work disguising their camp, along with the Dreamers. As they shaped the Mist barrier, the Twoface's orders replayed in their head.
"Tiny, we need to move the halfbloods. It's not safe at Havenhel anymore."
They had known the number of attacks were increasing, but now they had to move?
"Siren.. This is our home. How could we just leave?"
He had grimaced."I know, Tiny. We're going to get it back. Don't worry."
Then the Iris Message had ended, and Tiny had sat there, wondering and worrying.