when i run through the deep dark forest

[arracht]

Who: Derek and you
What: Monthly full moon log
Where: The North Woods
When: January 15
Why: This is going to get repetitive really fast. Full moon, Derek, camp full of nosy people. Added bonus of SHIT THERE'S WEREWOLVES RED ALERT.

The fact that Derek has to be smuggled into the woods doesn't sit well with him in the least, but it's better than someone catching him in the act of heading out there by himself. Between campers being on high alert, the camp heads watching everything like hawks (at least they know about him, but still), and the general problem of harpies on top of Lycaon's wolves outside of the camp, he can't exactly put up too much of a fight over it.

He has literally no other choice.

Maybe he could just lock himself away in Cabin 13, but his nerves are so frayed that he doesn't think it's exactly the best idea. Resisting the shift isn't difficult, exactly, but it puts strain on him when he does it and he's not exactly fit to deal with that.

But once he's in the woods, away from the rest of camp and surrounded by the trees and the silence of the night in the January air, he feels a little bit better. Now, it's just a matter of finding the people that will inevitably be out tonight-- and finding out whether they're the ones he needs to avoid, or the ones he needs to talk to before he succumbs to the pull of the moon.

( As always, prose/bracket and I'll reply to match. uwu* )

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[willyouwalk]

Tybalt just snickers. "You forgot tracker." His nose was much better than Tybalt's after all, regardless of shape.

[arracht]

"I have to wonder if your cloaking technique masks your scent." Derek is genuinely curious, but that's for another time, when he's not stripped down completely and about to succumb to the pull of the moon.

[willyouwalk]

"We can test that later." Tybalt's been keeping an eye on the moon during their talk as well. He shifts into a cat before Derek can turn into a wolf and sits in the snow, waiting.

[arracht]

With a brief nod, Derek lets the crack of bone that comes with the physical aspect of the shift follow the pull of the more magical one, the one that's linked with the rise of the moon. He's used to it by now, so it's easy to just settle on all fours once it ends, shaking out his fur and turning towards the cat.

[willyouwalk]

Tybalt just likes his paw before taking a running leap over Derek's head and bounding off into the woods.

He's it.

[arracht]

Hardly surprised by the sudden cat using his head as a springboard, Derek turns on his tail and leaps after him.

This is what he needed-- just a moment to let go of everything again.