A river

Maia dives into her lovely river home, holding some basket weaving materials. She sits down on the bottom sand, weaving her new basket which she'd probably just give to a random camper. Not Hephaestus, though. She still had the scars from that awful day.

Fara walks along the river humming a little tune. Her freshly dyed pink hair blowing around as she walked.

Maia, who had very good hearing, surfaced a little, her half made basket floating down to the river bed. She'd get it later. Right now, a pink haired demigod was walking by. She had pink hair. Maia had never seen anything like it before, so she stared, wide eyed.

Fara felt eyes on her so she turned to se a girl in the river, "Problem bro?"

Ooc: Sorry!! I thought I posted!

Bic:
Maia wished she had duck back under water quicker. But she was fascinated by the pink hair, so she might as well ask about it. "Why do you have pink hair?" She asks, a bit timidly.

ooc-haha its okay!

bic- Fara shrugged, "I dyed it pink,"

"Why?" Maia asks. Doing such a thing like changing your hair color was so strange.

"I didn't like my hair purple so I changed it," she said that like it was normall.

"You're hair was purple?!" If Maia had been an ordinary camper, she would have said something along the lines of "Mind = Blown."

Fara nodded, "Yep,"

Maia was so confused at the moment, so she decided to be brave and talk to this camper. Against her better judgement. "So, who's you god parent?"

"Hephaestus," Fara replied. Studying the girl, she could tell she was a nymph, a poor clueless person, this should be interesting.

Maia's eyes widened again, this time with fear. She immediately dove back under the water, peering up at the now blurry form of the girl.

Now a boy seemed to have entered, perhaps equally dangerous. Maia sinks even more beneath the icy waters of her home.

Fara smirked at the little kid and then turned to the water creature,"Ican see you,"