Claiming:Camp/Frostine Louisse December

Name: Frostine Louisse December

Gender: Female

God Parent: Boreas

Mortal Parent: Christine December

Appearance: She has curly brown hair, black eyes, stands 5'8, wears fashionable clothes

Personality: Frostine is described by others as a spoiled brat and a good for nothing bitch. But when people get to know her deeper, she is as sweet and fragile as a flower. She's brave in her own way and she stands up for the people she loves.

History: “Love at first sight” was how Christine, Frostine's mother, describes her love with Frostine's father, Boreas. The two of them first met in Canada, during winter season. Christine is a rich woman who lives in huge mansion in Canada. But even with her riches, there are things she always feared and one of them was being out in the snow. Normally, she would stay inside the whole season of winter. But one day, her friends invited her to join in a reunion at a cafe outside. Still, she wanted to go, so she grabbed her winter clothes and headed to the cafe. When she was almost there, she bumped into a man, a handsome man, as she described. The man offered her a hand to help her get up and told her his name, Ray. “What a wonderful name”, Christine has thought and immediately told him her name. Ray said that he was a guest at their reunion. Both of them headed to the cafe together. Though instead of bonding with her friends. Ray and Christine spent the reunion getting to know each other. Ray fell in love with Christine and so did she.

A couple of dates followed. Being out in the snow more often made Christine forget about her fear. Ray even taught Christine on snowboarding and told her she was a natural. After that, they spent a night together, and days after, Christine felt kinda sick—no, not sick-- she was pregnant. It took her a couple of days to found out. So asked Ray to meet her at the cafe where they first met. She told him that she was pregnant. And she couldn't tell if Ray felt glad or sad. Maybe both. Of course, Ray told her the truth. He is a god and his real name is Boreas. Because Christine has a kind hard, it was easy for her to understand the situation. Ray (or Boreas) stayed with Christine for a couple of weeks and then he left.

After 9 months, a baby girl was born. Christine named her 'Frostine'. Christine loved her very much. She gave her everything she needs and everything she wants that it caused her to be a spoiled brat. She went to a private school for the rich people. At the age of 11, she got trouble at school and the teacher called for her mom. Christine took Frostine to the doctor and that was when they realized she has ADHD and Dyslexia. She wasn't really the top student but she had awards for her talent in painting. She had lots of admirers but she never liked any of them. At the age of fourteen, she befriended a guy named Elson, not knowing that he is a satyr. She and Elson hanged out until one day, during detention, their teacher left them for a while. But then, a hellhound stormed inside the room and knoked everything out. Frostine panicked and hid near the comfort rooms. Elson quickly ran to her and gave her a celestial bronze sword and a few celestial bronze throwing knives. Together, they attacked at the hound. Frostine slashed and slashed. But the monster charged at her, luckily, Elson distracted the monster by throwing a table at it. Just as it about to attack Elson, Frostine threw 3 knives at the hound. One hit its head and 2 hit its chest. It vaporized to dust.

The two of them headed off to Frostine's mansion. Elson told her mom about what happened. He explained to Frostine that they need to go some place safe, a place called Camp Half-blood. Of course, she agreed, she doesn't want any monster attacks again. She packed her bags and Christine drove them all the way to Half-Blood Hill. She explained everything to Frostine on their way; about her father and her being a demigod. When they arrived, Frostine and her mom said their goodbyes and as she stepped inside the border, a new life begins.

Weapons: Celestial Bronze Sword and Throwing Knives

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