Carlos wandered through the forest. He knew he’d seen a cave somewhere – it looked like an old bear cave, though he hadn’t gone in it before. He wanted to be as far away from his camp and the summer camps, in case the children had an idea to wander around at night to hunt for snipes. The full moon would make visibility perfect for it, so it was a reasonable concern in Carlos’ mind.
He finally came across the cave he was looking for. And not too soon either – the moon would rise probably within the next ten minutes. Carlos ventured forth, holding his flashlight up to search the inside of the cave. Hopefully it was empty. Could a werewolf beat a bear? Maybe?
he huffed slightly, looking at the entrance of the cave
Carlos lifted an eyebrow in confusion. “You… do?“ he guessed.
he whined quietly, laying his head down
Carlos didn’t understand. “Drake, what do you want?” he asked.
he hesitated slightly before nunging his head against his hand, seeming abit upset
Carlos was very confused and he was honestly pretty worried. “Drake do you… need me to do something for you? Do you need me to help you?” He wasn’t even sure if Drake could understand his speech, but Carlos was going to try anyway. There wasn’t much else he could do.




