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Who: The entire camp + special guests.
What: Wolves have broken through the camp barriers!
When: Late Wednesday January 29 into early morning on January 30
Where: Various camp locations.
Why: Some canines think they can show Camp Half-Blood who's boss.

It starts with a scream.

The evening harpies, better known as camp's alert system for kids who are out past curfew, have some news for everyone, flying through the camp and shrieking through cabin doors to wake everyone up if they're asleep. (Unless, of course, you're untrained and too young or incapable of fighting tonight. Demeter cabin will be your place of refuge.) After the first call to duty, campers have risen to the occasion with their various plans and promises, patrolling the border and building weapons specifically for their new enemies. The Full Moon passed with only a few howls, much to the surprise of many.

No, these wolves have other plans for the New Moon. Aligned with Gaea and followers of Lycaron, they're a group of six renegades looking for a show and perhaps a tasty snack. One of them just so happens to be in the business of fussing with the Mist, undoing someone's hard work to let in her comrades.

They've got bared teeth, blood on their nails, and a penchant for chaos. Camp, it's time to wake up.

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THE ARENA

[halfbloodhillmods]

WEREWOLF HERE COME AND GET HER

[lifeoflies]

[Lora's blood is racing and she loves it. She left that pathetic legacy up by their precious tree. He'll either bleed out or turn and she's not sure which would be better. Death, probably, since demigods and their like are nothing but a stain on the world that need to be wiped out. He's too soft to be turned anyway.

She's not sure how she wound up in their arena--someone had let off a stink bomb and distracted her. This was the path of least stench so she followed it, growling lowly]

SLAMS INTO

[arracht]

[ Derek knows that Scott's in danger. It could be pack mentality, it could just be his senses on overdrive. But whatever it is, it doesn't matter. Because his fellow fourth is in trouble, his packmate is in trouble, and he needs to get from the woods to him.

The problem with that is that he catches his scent in the worst way possible, the sweet tang of blood that pulls on his senses harder than anything else. It makes his hackles rise, fur along his spine standing on end as he rushes straight into the arena.

And then sees the other wolf. ]

[lifeoflies]

[Well, wolf in the technical sense. After the bomb, Lora turned into a human to minimize the stench. Didn't work too well, but whatever.

She hears Derek approach and smirks, turning around to face him. There's blood--Scott's blood--on her hands and around her mouth]

Oh, this is rich. They've got one?

[arracht]

[ A low snarl leaves him in response, his ears pinning back as he takes in the blood on her hands, her mouth. Derek can feel his heart clenching hard in his chest, and his alignment is more than obvious in his anger.

Where is he. If she's bitten Scott, left him somewhere-- ]

[lifeoflies]

[Lora just laughs]

If you're worried about that abomination of a demigod, he's over by the tree. Or his body is. I don't know if his kind can take the bite.

[She rolls her neck]

Wonder what'll happen if I bite you.

[She leaps at Derek, transforming into a sleek black wolf]

[arracht]

[ The blue in his eyes flares brighter at her laughter and answer, and Derek growls low in his throat. He needs to get to Scott, but he's not about to let the older wolf leave without retribution, not when she could do the same to someone else.

She attacks first, but he springs forward to meet her, jaws opened wide. This isn't going to be an easy fight, and he knows it, but there isn't a bone in him telling him to run instead. ]

[lifeoflies]

[She bounds over his jaw, kicking him in the head with her hind paw as she lands behind him. Her mouth is open in a wolfish laugh, teeth still stained red from Scott's blood]

[fivefootfierce]

[Karrin had seen the woman emerge from the woods and decided to pursue. Dangerous? Probably. But Karrin had faced a giant and had been training for this kind of thing. Her blood was rushing too and she could feel Bryhildr at the edge of her consciousness, urging her onto the battlefield.

Karrin followed her into the arena.]

[lifeoflies]

--I can hear you.

[Lora turns around before she gets to the arena, looking down at the girl]

You don't smell like a demigod.

[snarkersupreme]

[The harpy warning had gotten Harry moving fast. He'd already been prepping for an attack, and had taken to sleeping with his kit beside his bed. Once the alarm hit he was up and ready to go. First plan had been to make for the wards and see if they needed restrengthening, but that idea had gone out the window when he'd caught sight of a small blonde making her way into the arena.

By all rights he shouldn't have followed her. Even not knowing Murphy well, if she really was a reincarnated valkyrie she probably could handle herself, and besides he had his own part to play that didn't involve her.

Because leaving a young woman on her own when monsters were roaming because she wasn't his responsibility or could benefit him was just the sort of logic that would make DuMourne proud.

Harry only hesitated a second before slipping into the dark after her, though he stuck close to the wall and didn't quite head for the arena yet, letting his eyes adjust to the dark and scope out the situation.

Hearing a voice full of menace echo from down the hallway Murphy had gone, Harry was hoping he'd made the right call.]

[fivefootfierce]

[Probably should have seen that coming. She is completely unaware of Harry's presence at the moment. Karrin grips the gun in her hand.]

I'm of the Aesir.

[She stands straighter. She may be five nothing but there is a steely look in her eyes. Karrin raises the gun.]

That's a lot of blood your covered in. That wouldn't happen to be of a demigod's would it?

[heroespride]

[Zack really... Really wishes he was with his cohort right now. Mostly because he can't shake the feeling that something bad has happened. Something real bad.

He spots one of the wolves heading towards the arena. Taking a deep breath he draws his sword, muttering a phrase beneath his breath out of habit. Hey some people have prayers, he has a weird quote.]

Embrace your dreams, and whatever happens, protect your honor as a soldier...

[Those were Angeal's words, and oh boy did he wish his mentor was here right now. But he wasn't so Zack can only steel himself as he enters the arena.]

[lifeoflies]

[Lora's waiting when he gets there. She's figured that this is a good place to fight people]

Here to avenge your little friend, bastard?

[heroespride]

Avenge...

[His blood runs cold.]

What have you done!?

[lifeoflies]

The boy with the crooked jaw?

[She grins, mouth still bloody]

He's either dead or one of us by now.

[heroespride]

Scott.

[His voice comes out small, eyes widening. No. No he had just seen Scott this morning and-

And an anger bubbles to the surface, Zack grits his teeth, readjusting the grip on the hilt of his sword.]

You son of a-

[He doesn't finish the insult, the curse turning into a battle cry as he charges forward.]

[open]

[ordinaire]

[.... God damn it. Who wasn't keeping an eye on Anna? Angry that she wasn't able to help out (no really, Anna, you don't know how to do much at all), the new camper left her cabin when Jehan wasn't paying attention.

A dagger, Anna, will not protect you from werewolves. But she seems to think that it will... As she makes her way to the Arena, at least, to pick up another weapon that she has no clue how to use. These are the jerks that are keeping her from going to find her sister, the reason she's stuck in this camp instead of making sure Elsa is okay.

Which is not okay with her at all.]

[be_srs_yuri]

[Flynn's honestly just back here to see if everyone's okay. When he sees Anna out and about, he can't help frowning. She's too new to camp and probably hasn't gotten nearly enough training for combat at this point.]

Anna? What are you doing out here?

[ordinaire]

[Spotted! Anna flails a little before freezing. Turning her head slowly to look at him, she frowns right back.]

I'm going to help.

[Duh, Flynn. What does it look like she's doing?]

[be_srs_yuri]

With a dagger against a large wolf? When said wolf has a dangerous bite and you need to get in close in order to do damage to it with that kind of weapon?

[Gosh Anna.]

[ordinaire]

That's why I'm on my way to the arena... Armory's around here, right?

[.... Anna, you don't even know where the armory is?]

[be_srs_yuri]

[Wow. Flynn sighs.]

I can take you there, but first you'll have to answer my question. Why do you want to fight?

[busy]

[Merlin sort of knows how she feels. It's the first real fight that he's been in, unless you count the ones that he used to get into every other day before he came here. One could argue that those were different, just jerks and bullies, but not bloody werewolves. But Merlin's just as unwilling to back down.

He spots someone up ahead of him, and starts to jog to close the distance.]

Hey!

[ordinaire]

[Anna's pretty much frozen in place when she hears the voice. Crap. She was caught and now she was going to be sent back to her cabin... Slowly, she turns to him, eyes wide.]

Hey! Hi...