A satyr, not very old but not a child, was best friends with a child of Dionysus. Said child of Dionysus was impulsive, rude when pissed off, and pretty hard to become friends with. However, Astraeus had known the boy for a while and developed a friendship with him. He hated wearing shirts, mentioning that their scratchy material irritated his skin and revoked his "right to be free," as he put it. Many kids in Camp Half-Blood despised Astraeus, but he never really knew why.

On this lovely afternoon, the child of Dionysus had just finished up theater and Asyraeus was gently blowing notes on his pan flute, waiting for him.