As the summer days rolled by, a full moon crept closer and closer. Thankfully, the woods surrounding the camp were large and caves were scatted everywhere, maybe Carlos could wait this out in a cave? all he had to do was find one and hope some other animal didn’t make its home there, right? -(the worse starter maker) L

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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?

“Oh, Okay Then, I Guess..” he glanced away, unsure what to say

Carlos felt a little bad about it – he didn’t want to be seem pushy, but there were some things he just didn’t want to see. Then, of course, there were the children in the camps surrounding the area. THe police really didn’t need to be called.

“Hey… you hungry? We can head back to my tent and get something to eat. I’ve got some food.”

he smiled, wings twitching slightly “Sure! I haven’t since last night..” he got up, almost forgetting about the coat

Carlos got up after him, grabbing the coat. He hastily tied it around Drake’s waist into sort of a poor tunic-type thing. “I can offer you some shorts and a shirt too. It’ll be a bit more comfortable and… socially acceptable than this.”

“Clothes Are Annoying..” he muttered, glancing away as Carlos tied the coat around his waist

Carlos nodded. “They can be,” he admitted. Some shorts would be easier to wear than this though, I promise.”

he tilts his head “What Are Shorts?”

“It’s a thing that goes over your bottom. And it’ll stay up on its own.” Carlos stuck his feet into his shoes and knelt down to lace them up.

“Are All Human Rules Like These..?” he wrapped his wings around himself as he watched the other tie his shoes

“Like what exactly?” Carlos asked, looking up at Drake.

“All These ‘Clothes’ And Such..”

“Uh, yeah. There’s a lot of rules, but following them will help keep you out of trouble with humans, I promise.” He finished with his shoes and stood up again.

“I Can Take A Few Humans If They’re Trying Up Trouble” his wings twitched again

“It’s probably best not to try,” Carlos warned him. “Anyway, come on – let’s get some breakfast.”

he nods, walking over to the opening of the cave before waiting for Carlos

Carlos followed after him, giving Drake a slight look. “You do pretty well on two legs,” he said.

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Why the hell – Max? Max, where are you buddy? I need to know how you’re feeling.

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*he groaned softly, leaning his head against the window*

*Carlos smiled slightly* Sorry, Max.

yeah well.. i don’t really have a use for a truck yet anyway

Someday, though. It’ll be a great responsibility.

maybe, maybe not, who knows really?

*chuckles*

Hey, is your seatbelt on? I just remembered…

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*he groaned, pulling his hood up*

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What the – oh… *looks at Max* Hi Max.

hey Carlos.. *he muttered, figuring the other already knew*

I know what the anon said, but do you want to tell me yourself what’s going on?

.. i don’t know.. *he put his hands in his pockets, looking at the ground*

Max, I’m not angry. Disappointed, but not angry. I want to help you do better. Where are you getting it?

i’m not gonna throw him under the bus like that.. *he sighs softly*

Max, this isn’t about throwing someone under the bus. THis is about your health and safety. I need you to tell me.

my health and safety are fine Carlos, i don’t get why you care so much about something like me..

Max, drinking is not healthy. Especially at your age. I know I don’t need to point that out to you, but I want you to see how what you’re saying doesn’t make any sense. Do you still have any alcohol?

.. no, i don’t have any more… *he glanced away, half mumbling again*

You’re absolutely sure, Max? I’m not accusing you of lying – I just want you to be sure.

yeah, i drank everything i had when i got it…

Okay then. Max, I want you to know that it’s not a bad thing to ask me for help when you feel yourself slipping.

*he quietly glanced away*

Do you understand, Max?

yes *he retreats further into his hoodie*

Alright. Thank you, Max. Are you okay with me hugging you?

*he hesitates slightly before nodding and glancing away*

*he gives Max a small, slightly wry, smile and kneels down. He opens his arms to let Max come to him.*

*he hugged the other, hiding his face in his shoulder*

*Carlos wrapped his arms around the kid and pat his back, hoping to ease his mind at least some.*

*he sniffles quietly, tightly holding onto the other*

I’m here for you, Max. Whenever you need me… just come talk to me. I can always make time for you.

*he nods slightly, still hiding his face*

*Carlos continued to hold him, willing to hug Max for as long as the boy needed it.*

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Oh- um… Hi.

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“Who the fuck are you?” Ryan is in the middle of trying on a bikini and doesn’t quite have the straps tied.

“Oh shi – Goddamn grey-faces!” Carlos quickly turned away so that he was no longer looking. “Sorry. Hi. I didn’t mean to drop in like this.”

Ryan snorts and finishes tying up the bikini. “I don’t blame you. You can look now.” The scars on his forearms were glaringly obvious and Ryan ran a hand over them. Well, so much for his date. Time to make the worlds worst first impression.

Carlos sighed lowly and turned around. Once he got a good look at the kid in front of him though, he frowned. “I think someone lied to me,” he said suddenly – seemingly out of nowhere.

“How so?” Ryan raised a brow and crossed his arms defensively. This whole situation was weird.

“THe grey-faces said that you were, like, Ahava’s older sibling. That you were responsible for him – you’re still a kid yourself. How old are you exactly?”

Ryan tensed. “Sixteen. I know I look eleven but I’m just short. Also, Ahava goes by they/them pronouns.” She narrowed her eyes.

Carlos was startled. “Oh.” But he nodded, acknowledging the mistake.“Excuse me. I apologize.”

Ryan nodded, accepting the apology warily. “So, why am I here exactly? Because all I’m getting is that you have very little knowledge of my relationship with Ahava…”

“I was told that you’re in charge of Ahava, and then was brought here. I have some concerns about them, but I”m not sure if you’re the right person to bring it up to…”

A bit belatedly he realized something. “Um, before we go on… I’m Carlos. I’m a parent to a couple of kids at a nearby camp.” He gingerly offers his hand to shake.

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“Who the fuck are you?” Ryan is in the middle of trying on a bikini and doesn’t quite have the straps tied.

“Oh shi – Goddamn grey-faces!” Carlos quickly turned away so that he was no longer looking. “Sorry. Hi. I didn’t mean to drop in like this.”

Ryan snorts and finishes tying up the bikini. “I don’t blame you. You can look now.” The scars on his forearms were glaringly obvious and Ryan ran a hand over them. Well, so much for his date. Time to make the worlds worst first impression.

Carlos sighed lowly and turned around. Once he got a good look at the kid in front of him though, he frowned. “I think someone lied to me,” he said suddenly – seemingly out of nowhere.

“How so?” Ryan raised a brow and crossed his arms defensively. This whole situation was weird.

“THe grey-faces said that you were, like, Ahava’s older sibling. That you were responsible for him – you’re still a kid yourself. How old are you exactly?”

Ryan tensed. “Sixteen. I know I look eleven but I’m just short. Also, Ahava goes by they/them pronouns.” She narrowed her eyes.

Carlos was startled. “Oh.” But he nodded, acknowledging the mistake.“Excuse me. I apologize.”

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“Who the fuck are you?” Ryan is in the middle of trying on a bikini and doesn’t quite have the straps tied.

“Oh shi – Goddamn grey-faces!” Carlos quickly turned away so that he was no longer looking. “Sorry. Hi. I didn’t mean to drop in like this.”

Ryan snorts and finishes tying up the bikini. “I don’t blame you. You can look now.” The scars on his forearms were glaringly obvious and Ryan ran a hand over them. Well, so much for his date. Time to make the worlds worst first impression.

Carlos sighed lowly and turned around. Once he got a good look at the kid in front of him though, he frowned. “I think someone lied to me,” he said suddenly – seemingly out of nowhere.

“How so?” Ryan raised a brow and crossed his arms defensively. This whole situation was weird.

“THe grey-faces said that you were, like, Ahava’s older sibling. That you were responsible for him – you’re still a kid yourself. How old are you exactly?”

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*he groaned, pulling his hood up*

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What the – oh… *looks at Max* Hi Max.

hey Carlos.. *he muttered, figuring the other already knew*

I know what the anon said, but do you want to tell me yourself what’s going on?

.. i don’t know.. *he put his hands in his pockets, looking at the ground*

Max, I’m not angry. Disappointed, but not angry. I want to help you do better. Where are you getting it?

i’m not gonna throw him under the bus like that.. *he sighs softly*

Max, this isn’t about throwing someone under the bus. THis is about your health and safety. I need you to tell me.

my health and safety are fine Carlos, i don’t get why you care so much about something like me..

Max, drinking is not healthy. Especially at your age. I know I don’t need to point that out to you, but I want you to see how what you’re saying doesn’t make any sense. Do you still have any alcohol?

.. no, i don’t have any more… *he glanced away, half mumbling again*

You’re absolutely sure, Max? I’m not accusing you of lying – I just want you to be sure.

yeah, i drank everything i had when i got it…

Okay then. Max, I want you to know that it’s not a bad thing to ask me for help when you feel yourself slipping.

*he quietly glanced away*

Do you understand, Max?

yes *he retreats further into his hoodie*

Alright. Thank you, Max. Are you okay with me hugging you?

*he hesitates slightly before nodding and glancing away*

*he gives Max a small, slightly wry, smile and kneels down. He opens his arms to let Max come to him.*

*he hugged the other, hiding his face in his shoulder*

*Carlos wrapped his arms around the kid and pat his back, hoping to ease his mind at least some.*

*he sniffles quietly, tightly holding onto the other*

I’m here for you, Max. Whenever you need me… just come talk to me. I can always make time for you.

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*he groaned softly, leaning his head against the window*

*Carlos smiled slightly* Sorry, Max.

yeah well.. i don’t really have a use for a truck yet anyway

Someday, though. It’ll be a great responsibility.

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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?

“Oh, Okay Then, I Guess..” he glanced away, unsure what to say

Carlos felt a little bad about it – he didn’t want to be seem pushy, but there were some things he just didn’t want to see. Then, of course, there were the children in the camps surrounding the area. THe police really didn’t need to be called.

“Hey… you hungry? We can head back to my tent and get something to eat. I’ve got some food.”

he smiled, wings twitching slightly “Sure! I haven’t since last night..” he got up, almost forgetting about the coat

Carlos got up after him, grabbing the coat. He hastily tied it around Drake’s waist into sort of a poor tunic-type thing. “I can offer you some shorts and a shirt too. It’ll be a bit more comfortable and… socially acceptable than this.”

“Clothes Are Annoying..” he muttered, glancing away as Carlos tied the coat around his waist

Carlos nodded. “They can be,” he admitted. Some shorts would be easier to wear than this though, I promise.”

he tilts his head “What Are Shorts?”

“It’s a thing that goes over your bottom. And it’ll stay up on its own.” Carlos stuck his feet into his shoes and knelt down to lace them up.

“Are All Human Rules Like These..?” he wrapped his wings around himself as he watched the other tie his shoes

“Like what exactly?” Carlos asked, looking up at Drake.

“All These ‘Clothes’ And Such..”

“Uh, yeah. There’s a lot of rules, but following them will help keep you out of trouble with humans, I promise.” He finished with his shoes and stood up again.

“I Can Take A Few Humans If They’re Trying Up Trouble” his wings twitched again

“It’s probably best not to try,” Carlos warned him. “Anyway, come on – let’s get some breakfast.”