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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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You're in luck, because I'm not going to kill you. [Annie looks at the cage, a few of the bars seemingly coated in silver.]

But I'm not about to let you go, either.

[She pulls up her video shield.] I have one of the wolves captured in the woods. I suggest we find a suitable way to deal with him.

[Brax just slumps down, head burning from the silver on the bars but resigned. He hates his life.]

[ Gale materializes out of the woods about then, bow up and pulled back so it's ready to fire. He'd heard it when the trap was triggered, being only a little ways off, and immediately changed course to check it out. As he assesses the situation, he lowers his weapon, eyes flicking from kid in the silver-lined cage to Annie and back. He's definitely surprised, but he stays mute about it, instead giving the centurion an approving nod. ]

Did you catch him? [ Or maybe he just stumbled into it. That's the point of traps, after all, but Gale could've sworn he'd heard her saying something about it a moment ago, though that isn't proof of anything.

Whatever the case, they have a prisoner now and they need to do something about it. ] We should get him back to camp, [ he suggests. If they don't move the werewolf, there's a likely chance that one of his allies might try to release him. If they're smart, they can find a way even with the silver on the cage, and that's what he's concerned about.

Best not to underestimate your enemies, especially when they've already passed previously unbreakable boundaries. ]