SITUATION POST: JULY 10, 2013

[greekchorus]

[It pretty much goes without saying that ever since Camp Half-Blood's opened its doors to Roman and Egyptian-pantheon based children - and if the rumors are true, Norse as well - many unexpected things have been happening.

The Roman Legion is regaining its numbers, and every day more and more children with purple shirts pile into the Greek camp. Someone, however, has been missing - their guardian, Lupa, the Roman she-wolf goddess.

Imagine the surprise when on a regular Wednesday, at about 6:00 PM, on the nose, a lone wolf prowls through the magically-protected border. She sounds a loud howl, and about ten other female wolves come charging through the gates, blowing away everything in their path, and come to settle themselves in the forest.

Their alpha, however, is making her way to the Big House in search of her legionnaires.]

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[triskeles]

[ Derek would recognize that howl anywhere.

The moment that he hears it, he literally stops everything that he's doing as his head jerks up. While the she-wolf holds no sway over him as she would true wolves, it doesn't matter-- since day one he's had the utmost respect for the goddess. She was pack, same as his cohort was, same as the legion was, and he'd been worried for her since Camp Jupiter fell.

He doesn't hesitate to take off running to find her, catching her scent on the air and adjusting his course to meet her. ]

[capitolina]

[The she-wolf picks up on the familiar scent in the air as well. She stands alert, ready to spring into action, and orients herself in the direction the pheromones are coming from.

Her path to the Big House abandoned for a moment, she stalks up to Derek, looking up at him - though it's clear to anyone watching who is dominant in this situation.]

Derek Hale, hello.

[triskeles]

[ Far from submissive in nature, Derek still comes to a stop with some space left between them, only to ease into a kneeling position. It puts him more even lower to her, and he bows his head just slightly towards her in quiet respect. But he also feels a heavy sense of relief, knowing that the wolf god is safe and no longer missing. ]

Lupa. It's good to see you again.

[capitolina]

[For a second, Lupa opens her mouth, as if she's about to exhibit some extremely dominant behavior on Derek, to open her mouth and clamp onto his 'muzzle', so to speak.

But despite her instincts, Lupa isn't stupid, and she doesn't wish for any of her Romans to fall to harm. Instead, she does a sort of circle around him, prowling with her tail swinging from side to side nonchalantly.]

It's a pleasure to see you again as well, Derek. How does Rome fare here?

[notthatjason]

[Jason may not have seen Lupa in several years, but he was pretty sure no Roman forgot that howl. He froze for a moment and slowly turned his head in the direction of the howl.

A second later he was heading in that direction as if summoned.]

[capitolina]

[Another familiar scent makes itself known to Lupa, and the wolf almost fondly allows herself a smile. It's a very human gesture for her to make, but there's no doubt in anyone's mind how special this particular demigod is to her.

There's no hesitation in the goddess's steps as she pads over to Jason, barking authoritatively towards him before speaking.]

Praetor Jason. I trust you've been keeping the Legion safe here at our temporary base?

[notthatjason]

[Jason inclines his head in greeting. She is a goddess and the wolf pack leader after all. You show respect to that.]

Yes, at least since I got here a week ago. Reyna did the bulk of the work in my absence, we've been discussing ways to make sure our campers don't stray too far from the Roman ways.

[He then pauses and asks.]

Are you migrating out here now, Lupa? There's already a Child of Rome here who came to this camp before he could make it to Camp Jupiter.

[After all, it would be strange not to still perform THAT particular test. Though he had a feeling John wouldn't be so thrilled.]

[capitolina]

Good on both of you, then. I'd be interested to see how you fared away from the Legion...it's not usually in our way to do so, and I'd like to know about the choices you've maade.

[One of her ears flicks up, and she cocks her head to the side, interested.]

I've brought my pack here, yes, and some more should follow. We are hoping to set up a base when the time is right for new Romans to be led to and proved worthy. ...Is that so? I will have to meet with him.

[Lupa's quite rigid in her ways, after all, and she's not so sure if a Roman taught in predominantly Greek ways will be able to survive in the Legion.]

[wolfs]

[It hasn't been so long since Derek heard that howl that he forgotten what it means. He debates for a half an hour or so about whether or not he should investigate - he's not Roman, and he's not a real wolf, after all. But the urge to speak to Lupa (or at least see her) is there anyway.

So he sets off to find her, prowling through the Camp]

[capitolina]

[This Derek's scent is much fresher in Lupa's memory - after all, the werewolf had been the one to find her and her pack prowling around Daly City, back in California. He's easy to locate - just look for the brooding, dark-hearted boy.]

Derek Souza. I trust you've made it safely back here with our standards intact?

[wolfs]

[He keeps a respectful - and careful - distance, eyeing her.] For a certain definition of safe. [They made it back alive, and he figures that counts for Lupa] Did something happen to bring you here?

[capitolina]

[Lupa actually chuckles. For onlookers, it must seem strange to hear it coming from a wolf's mouth, but for a Roman, it's an average day. Lupa, after all, has quite the sense of humor.]

No, nothing so bad. Since you'd found me in Daly City, my pack and I have been traveling across the country to come here. It is not as simple for me to leave a place as other gods, you know.

[No, other gods could appear and disappear in the blink of an eye, and although Lupa could do the same, she was the alpha of a large pack. Every single one of them looked to her for guidance - she cannot abandon them.]

SOMEONE STOP HER

[serenesuccessor]

[Naomi had been playing volley ball when she heard the howling, turning her head in the direction of the gate curiously. After a minute though she shrugs it off, returning to her game.

Or at least until she spots Lupa making her way to the Big House, then her eyes light up.

The game is suddenly forgotten as she makes her way over to Lupa. Someone should probably stop her before she treats the she-wolf goddess like a puppy by accident.]

NAOMI WHY

[thewindything]

[Oh hey its Naomi.]

[What is it that she's walking over to? Oh its a giant wolf.]

[...]

[NAOMI NO WHAT ARE YOU DOING. Pardon John but he is going to sprint over to you and gently wind!float you into the air away from Lupa. Have fun being picked up by a pillow of swirling air.]

IT SEEMED LIKE A GOOD IDEA

[serenesuccessor]

[One second she's walking towards the doggie, the next she's up in the air. Therefore she does the only logical thing.

Naomi screams, flailing her arms and legs out.]

[capitolina]

[These children...one so naive, she can hardly even think to identify her as her own, and one so strong he can command the wind at will. They are both incredibly different, and yet intriguing at the same time. The boy surely must be a son of Jupiter, though Lupa will wait to find if he's been claimed by the god or not before making any sort of assumptions.

She's never met either of these two, though, and the she-wolf prowls toward them, tail raised.]

[necromancies]

[Chloe knows that howl as well as she knows herself. She stops what she's doing, climbing to her feet. Of course, the girl isn't a wolf or anything, but there's still a connection there to the goddess. Lupa's the one that judged her capable enough, strong enough, to go to Camp Jupiter. She has respect for the goddess, a type of love and concern.

Derek had talked to her back on their quest, but it's infinitely better to hear the goddess herself.

She takes off without even thinking about it, forgetting her shoes in the process.]

[capitolina]

[Lupa's met the Praetor by now, met the new Roman boy who came here first before ever setting foot in New Rome, and her pack has scouted out everything there is to see. But she hasn't found all her legionnaires yet. This time, she's waiting for them to come to her, as she's sunning herself in front of a tree near the cabins.]

[necromancies]

[She stops a few feet away from where Lupa is resting, unsure of what the whole procedure is for greeting a goddess. It was different for the first time, when she was looking to be judged for her strength.

Chloe inclines her head with respect.] Hello, Lupa. [And then a grin.] I am really happy to see you here.

[wordtechgodhood]

[The howl is one he recognises, but he's reluctant in answering it even as his instinct pulls him to do so. Camp Jupiter had never been a place that he'd really fit into, as much as he'd tried his best (because not trying was just not something he could do).

So, when he does finally spot Lupa, it's less running to greet her, and more.. looking around the edge of a building to check if she's seen him.]

[capitolina]

[It was certainly a change from the rush of campers coming to greet her, but Lupa always knew that despite his ability to control time with finesse, he was always a bit more aloof than the other legionnaires.

Cautiously, she approaches him, barking a hello.]

Dave Strider. I was wondering when I'd be seeing you.

[wordtechgodhood]

Er. Hey, Lupa.

[Rubbing the back of his neck, he moves out into view. Once he's a few feet away, he stops, and bows his head in an awkward show of semi-submission that looks strange on him.]

I didn't know you'd be comin'.

[Though, in hindsight, he should have expected it.]

[salvagedlight]

[That howl is unmistakeable. Ven's down at the stables, brushing down a pegasus he was riding before, but at that howl? He apologizes to the pegasus, drops the curry brush, and runs for the sound. There's only one wolf that can sound like that, as far as he knows.]

[capitolina]

[Lupa hears familiar giant footsteps running towards her, and she almost smiles, enjoying Ven's usual enthusiasm. She stands towards the entrance, awaiting Ven.]

Ventus Bradford. I trust you've found Jason alright, as well?

[salvagedlight]

[And he'll stop far enough from the wolf to be a respectful but not fearful distance, raising his hand in a Roman salute before walking the rest of the way forward to place a careful hand on Lupa's back.]

Yeah - they have us living together here, by our parents instead of by our cohorts. It's pretty weird.