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?

his tail swayed softly ‘It Must Be Nice, But Why Not Tonight?’

Carlos thought about how to put this.

Because… you could say I’m having a bad night, and I don’t think I’d be perceived as good company in the state I’m in.

‘You Have Seemed Grumpy All Night..’ he glanced out of the cave ‘.. Maybe You Could Come Back Tomorrow When You’re Feeling Better’

Carlos made a non-committal huff as he carefully arranged his clothes onto the labcoat he laid out.

You said… that you liked the children at the camps just fine, right?

‘Yes, They Give Out Good Treats, Though Some Of The Olders Humans Don’t Like Me Hanging Around..’

Well, that’s understandable. Children are young and could be considered easy prey to some predators.

Carlos was quiet for a moment as he tried to fold his pants with his too-big paws.

What if I told you that one of those children is mine?

he lifted and tilted his head ‘Really? Which?’

Carlos would have smiled. Instead, his tail thumped cheerfully against the ground at the thought of Angela.

The little girl with long, curly black hair. She likes… learning. And she likes… um, human stories with things called ‘robots’ in them. She likes ancient creatures that used to walk the Earth and she’s just… she’s very sweet. And loving. And eager to know everything.

his tail started to wag with the others, his wings twitching slightly “I Think I’ve Seen her Before!’

You might’ve, Carlos said. Though she never mentioned you… she hasn’t been here as long as some of the other kids.

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?

his tail swayed softly ‘It Must Be Nice, But Why Not Tonight?’

Carlos thought about how to put this.

Because… you could say I’m having a bad night, and I don’t think I’d be perceived as good company in the state I’m in.

‘You Have Seemed Grumpy All Night..’ he glanced out of the cave ‘.. Maybe You Could Come Back Tomorrow When You’re Feeling Better’

Carlos made a non-committal huff as he carefully arranged his clothes onto the labcoat he laid out.

You said… that you liked the children at the camps just fine, right?

‘Yes, They Give Out Good Treats, Though Some Of The Olders Humans Don’t Like Me Hanging Around..’

Well, that’s understandable. Children are young and could be considered easy prey to some predators.

Carlos was quiet for a moment as he tried to fold his pants with his too-big paws.

What if I told you that one of those children is mine?

he lifted and tilted his head ‘Really? Which?’

Carlos would have smiled. Instead, his tail thumped cheerfully against the ground at the thought of Angela.

The little girl with long, curly black hair. She likes… learning. And she likes… um, human stories with things called ‘robots’ in them. She likes ancient creatures that used to walk the Earth and she’s just… she’s very sweet. And loving. And eager to know everything.

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?

his tail swayed softly ‘It Must Be Nice, But Why Not Tonight?’

Carlos thought about how to put this.

Because… you could say I’m having a bad night, and I don’t think I’d be perceived as good company in the state I’m in.

‘You Have Seemed Grumpy All Night..’ he glanced out of the cave ‘.. Maybe You Could Come Back Tomorrow When You’re Feeling Better’

Carlos made a non-committal huff as he carefully arranged his clothes onto the labcoat he laid out.

You said… that you liked the children at the camps just fine, right?

‘Yes, They Give Out Good Treats, Though Some Of The Olders Humans Don’t Like Me Hanging Around..’

Well, that’s understandable. Children are young and could be considered easy prey to some predators.

Carlos was quiet for a moment as he tried to fold his pants with his too-big paws.

What if I told you that one of those children is mine?

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?

his tail swayed softly ‘It Must Be Nice, But Why Not Tonight?’

Carlos thought about how to put this.

Because… you could say I’m having a bad night, and I don’t think I’d be perceived as good company in the state I’m in.

‘You Have Seemed Grumpy All Night..’ he glanced out of the cave ‘.. Maybe You Could Come Back Tomorrow When You’re Feeling Better’

Carlos made a non-committal huff as he carefully arranged his clothes onto the labcoat he laid out.

You said… that you liked the children at the camps just fine, right?

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?

his tail swayed softly ‘It Must Be Nice, But Why Not Tonight?’

Carlos thought about how to put this.

Because… you could say I’m having a bad night, and I don’t think I’d be perceived as good company in the state I’m in.

It is Wednesday my Awoos (closed w/ tenticalkhoshekh)

Carlos hadn’t been feeling well when he got up this morning. That didn’t stop him from going down to the lab to work, of course not, but he just felt… different.

As always, while working Carlos had the radio running and he was listening to Cecil’s show in between the weather reports and the eyeless children that showed up at the station to give memos from City Council.

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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?

he lifted his head up ‘You Don’t Have To Go, Honestly It’s been Nice Having Someone To Talk Too..’ he sighed softly ‘I’m Sure You’ve Noticed There’s Not Many Other Animals Over Here…’

There still aren’t, Carlos couldn’t help himself saying. He looked at his clothes and tried to think of the best way to carry them. His paws could grab onto things, but they were so massive that… he just wasn’t used to them at all.

he tilted his head confusedly as he looked at the clothes ‘What Do You Mean By That?’

Carlos looked back at him. Um… I’m not exactly a wolf? I would have thought my size alone would have clued you in, but… you know, most wolves aren’t exactly sapient like you and I…

he looked more confused before replying ‘You’re The Same Size As Other Wolves..? I Thought You Were An Indoor Wolf..’

Carlos just looked at him. An ‘indoor wolf’? Like… a dog? No, I’m… quite a bit bigger than that too.

‘You Smell To Much Like The Camp To Not Be Though..” he shifts his wings

I’m really not a dog either. I’ll just… I’ll try to be out of your hair before sunrise. It’s for the best.

he whines softly, looking abit upset ‘You Don’t Have To Go..’

I really do. I have, uh… stuff to do.

Carlos used his paw to pick up his labcoat and tried to lay it out flat on the ground. Maybe he could make a bindle with it…

he whined again, laying his down slowly ‘Okay…’

This made Carlos pause. He felt bad about it, yeah, but… he was concerned. The other creature said
it was alright with children, but it also said that people were…
hunting it, or something. Carlos, as an adult, could be perceived as a
threat (maybe more threatening than a giant wolf-man, apparently). And
as a human, Carlos couldn’t defend himself. It was just… logical that
he try to relocate before he turned back.

Should he try to explain
it, though? Explain what exactly was going on with him? He barely knew
this other creature, and honestly didn’t quite trust it, but… it
seemed genuinely upset by Carlos leaving.

Do you… have a name?
he asked curiously. He wasn’t expecting an answer, really, since he
didn’t think animals gave themselves names, but… he wasn’t sure.

his ear flicked slightly, taking a minute to think before replying “People Call Me Drake Alot, So I Guess That’s My Name, What’s Yours? Do You Have A Name?”

He could use this as a segue, he thought.

It’s… Carlos. It’s a human name.

‘Do You Spend Your Time Around Alot Of Humans?’ he tilted his head slightly

All my time, Carlos said. Except tonight. He didn’t mean to sound cryptic – he was trying to ease into the actual truth with half-truths, like slowly opening a velcro bag so that it didn’t make too much noise.

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?

he lifted his head up ‘You Don’t Have To Go, Honestly It’s been Nice Having Someone To Talk Too..’ he sighed softly ‘I’m Sure You’ve Noticed There’s Not Many Other Animals Over Here…’

There still aren’t, Carlos couldn’t help himself saying. He looked at his clothes and tried to think of the best way to carry them. His paws could grab onto things, but they were so massive that… he just wasn’t used to them at all.

he tilted his head confusedly as he looked at the clothes ‘What Do You Mean By That?’

Carlos looked back at him. Um… I’m not exactly a wolf? I would have thought my size alone would have clued you in, but… you know, most wolves aren’t exactly sapient like you and I…

he looked more confused before replying ‘You’re The Same Size As Other Wolves..? I Thought You Were An Indoor Wolf..’

Carlos just looked at him. An ‘indoor wolf’? Like… a dog? No, I’m… quite a bit bigger than that too.

‘You Smell To Much Like The Camp To Not Be Though..” he shifts his wings

I’m really not a dog either. I’ll just… I’ll try to be out of your hair before sunrise. It’s for the best.

he whines softly, looking abit upset ‘You Don’t Have To Go..’

I really do. I have, uh… stuff to do.

Carlos used his paw to pick up his labcoat and tried to lay it out flat on the ground. Maybe he could make a bindle with it…

he whined again, laying his down slowly ‘Okay…’

This made Carlos pause. He felt bad about it, yeah, but… he was concerned. The other creature said
it was alright with children, but it also said that people were…
hunting it, or something. Carlos, as an adult, could be perceived as a
threat (maybe more threatening than a giant wolf-man, apparently). And
as a human, Carlos couldn’t defend himself. It was just… logical that
he try to relocate before he turned back.

Should he try to explain
it, though? Explain what exactly was going on with him? He barely knew
this other creature, and honestly didn’t quite trust it, but… it
seemed genuinely upset by Carlos leaving.

Do you… have a name?
he asked curiously. He wasn’t expecting an answer, really, since he
didn’t think animals gave themselves names, but… he wasn’t sure.

his ear flicked slightly, taking a minute to think before replying “People Call Me Drake Alot, So I Guess That’s My Name, What’s Yours? Do You Have A Name?”

He could use this as a segue, he thought.

It’s… Carlos. It’s a human name.

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?

he lifted his head up ‘You Don’t Have To Go, Honestly It’s been Nice Having Someone To Talk Too..’ he sighed softly ‘I’m Sure You’ve Noticed There’s Not Many Other Animals Over Here…’

There still aren’t, Carlos couldn’t help himself saying. He looked at his clothes and tried to think of the best way to carry them. His paws could grab onto things, but they were so massive that… he just wasn’t used to them at all.

he tilted his head confusedly as he looked at the clothes ‘What Do You Mean By That?’

Carlos looked back at him. Um… I’m not exactly a wolf? I would have thought my size alone would have clued you in, but… you know, most wolves aren’t exactly sapient like you and I…

he looked more confused before replying ‘You’re The Same Size As Other Wolves..? I Thought You Were An Indoor Wolf..’

Carlos just looked at him. An ‘indoor wolf’? Like… a dog? No, I’m… quite a bit bigger than that too.

‘You Smell To Much Like The Camp To Not Be Though..” he shifts his wings

I’m really not a dog either. I’ll just… I’ll try to be out of your hair before sunrise. It’s for the best.

he whines softly, looking abit upset ‘You Don’t Have To Go..’

I really do. I have, uh… stuff to do.

Carlos used his paw to pick up his labcoat and tried to lay it out flat on the ground. Maybe he could make a bindle with it…

he whined again, laying his down slowly ‘Okay…’

This made Carlos pause. He felt bad about it, yeah, but… he was concerned. The other creature said
it was alright with children, but it also said that people were…
hunting it, or something. Carlos, as an adult, could be perceived as a
threat (maybe more threatening than a giant wolf-man, apparently). And
as a human, Carlos couldn’t defend himself. It was just… logical that
he try to relocate before he turned back.

Should he try to explain
it, though? Explain what exactly was going on with him? He barely knew
this other creature, and honestly didn’t quite trust it, but… it
seemed genuinely upset by Carlos leaving.

Do you… have a name?
he asked curiously. He wasn’t expecting an answer, really, since he
didn’t think animals gave themselves names, but… he wasn’t sure.

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Carlos was already pulling off his flannel, and the undershirt with it. He looked at Hancock with a blank expression as he tried to think about what Hancock said.

“Boxers okay?” he asked. Skin-on-skin contact wasn’t something Carlos would shy away from. And it was warm enough as long as they cuddled together. Though if Hancock was asking if he wanted to go nude, he honestly felt weird about it. Not in the way that Hancock might fear however, as Carlos always preferred to wear at least boxers to bed.

“Boxers are fine.” Honestly, as much as the ghoul wanted to take things further, this probably wasn’t the time, he was actually kind of tired anyway.

With a smile, he followed the other’s lead and stripped down to his underwear, hardly giving Carlos any time to look him over before he climbed into bed ahead of him and pulled back the covers on his side. “C’mon, get over here and hold me, ya big lug.”

Carlos laughed suddenly as he tossed his pants over onto a dresser. “You trying to say I’m fat?” he accused teasingly.

He crawled right into the bed and pulled himself right up next to Hancock. He then slid an arm around the ghoul’s waist to hold him and started to gently rub his back, trying to help him warm up a bit now that they were under the covers.