Making Magic

Zoila, after her training session with her tribe's leader, Maggie, made her way to the crafting corner of camp. This was an area where people could weave, sculpt. and do whatever else came to mind. You could even paint here. The teenage demigod daughter of Coyolxauhqui was wearing a red Camp Azteca t-shirt, blue jean capris, and red flats. Her hair was over her shoulders with her head up high. Walking passed a few people, Zoila arrived at her usual crafting spot. The Aztecan demigod grabbed some things and started to work.

Pablo went to the crafting corner after a long day exploring with his dog. He was now alone, dropping the dog off at the pet stop by the dorms, in the courtyard, for bigger pets like that. His hair was messy and he was wearing a blue Nike t-shirt and shorts with hiking boots. The outfit might've looked a bit odd, but he didn't care. Pablo planned on building a boat made out of popsicle sticks. He sat by a girl, Zoila. "Hello!" he greeted, grinning.

The daughter of Coyolxauhqui had started working on an amulet when she felt someone's presence. "Hola. Como estas?" She asked in Spanish as she continued working.

"Bien, bien, Pablo. ¿Y tu?" She held up the amulet, thinking that it needed something else added to it. Zoila sighed and placed it back on the table.