Taylor sighed as he leaned against the fountain in the center of the cabin courtyard. His gaze flickered about each cabin before landing on his own. The Hera Cabin, or Minor Gods but still... He sighed, running his fingers through his messy brown hair. He hadn't been here long, but he could tell the adjustment to the camp was going to be difficult for him. He hadn't spoken to anyone very much..of course he never spoke much anymore.
Taylor let out a sigh and sank down to the moist ground. He picked at the grass in a bored fashion, not bothering to pay attention to anything around him. After he had finished picking at grass, he decided to simply play with a ball of light. It danced across his fingers, illuminating his face and dazzling eyes as it spun and wove itself between his fingers. His expression was a dazed one as he simply moved his hand, following the light's trail in boredom.