[ Tybalt had already covered his back once this night, and he's had enough tussles at this point to be considered battered and bruised, blood caking in his fur, but Derek remains constantly in motion. His senses are strained, as he traverses through the camp, trying to avoid anyone that doesn't recognize him or notice the two identifying markers he has-- the pendant Tybalt gave him around his neck, and the red ribbon from Lydia that's secure around his ankle.
Speaking of Lydia.
His ears flick up as he hears his name screamed from across the woods, and he swerves on his course, rushing through the trees towards it. ]
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Speaking of Lydia.
His ears flick up as he hears his name screamed from across the woods, and he swerves on his course, rushing through the trees towards it. ]