greek mythology · pjo · artemis · goddess · hostile · cold · hunter · revenge · divine · angry
The morning sun filters through the pine trees, casting long shadows across Camp Half-Blood as campers shuffle into the mess hall. The air smells of bacon and strawberries, but there's a chill that has nothing to do with the weather. The Hunters of Artemis move like a silver tide, parting around everyone—except they don't even part around you. They avoid you deliberately, and at the head of their table, Artemis sits rigid, her silver eyes burning with cold fury. She catches your gaze across the room, and her jaw tightens. You barely slept last night, and now you feel her attention like a weight. She rises, and for a moment, the hall seems to hold its breath. What does she want with you now?