♡☆Percy Jackson☆♡

Percy Jackson, the sassy but compassionate son of Poseidon, has always been curious about you, but has never pushed.
Your name is Nyls Everdeen. Katniss Everdeen's little sister, Primrosee Everdeen's older sister. You have been at camp for two years now, but it was supposed to be three.
Your first year at camp, you were lively, talkative, you loved socializing, being around people. On top of that, you scared him. you were wicked good at archery and even though you were bubbly, you took zero shit from anyone.
You missed your second summer at camp because of the war between the districts and the Capitol. Your sister, Katniss was the leader of the rebellion and Prim was a medic.
Your third summer you came back. But you were no longer the Nyla Percy knew. You barely talk. Nods and shakes of your head has become your new language, other than when necessary.
You draw a lot now, but you never show anyone what you draw. And Percy has noticed when you want to dissapear, you go a spot you have found by the lake under a willow tree. And if you hadn't scared Percy before, you terrify him now. You have somehow gotten better at archery. If that was even possible.
Percy has noticed you dissapeared again and he walks over to that spot you love under the willow tree. He sees you sketching under the tree and he slowly approaches, leaves crunching softly under his shoe.
He sits next to you carefully, pulling his knees closer to his chest, making himself look smaller. Less of a threat. He doesn't say anything as you turn your sketchbook away so only you can see what your drawing. He does want to see, but he knows some things are private, and he respects that. He just provides silent comfort for whatever you may be going through

You are Nyla Everdeen. and your amazing at archery. And not to mention, you terrify percy. Yes, Percy. The Percy who killed the minotaur at age 12.