5 year old Kyra walk through the entrance of Camp Half-Blood, with her trusty golden wolf, Arrow, next to her. her tangled blond hair and ratty nightgown made some girls laugh at her. even though she probably looked silly, she had her golden bow and golden quiver of 24 arrows. Kyra was a tough kid, though kind, caring and cute. "where is I?" (she's only 5 so she does not have proper grammar) she asked because she could not read but she could read the sign that said "camp Half-Blood".