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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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[Oh. Water would have been good. Yeah.]

I brought some juice boxes...

[Five of them, three of which he's already gone through.]

Okay, so make sure you have a survival badge for the Apollo Scouts. Because you should study that stuff. You need water- you can only survive three days without water.

Do you really think we're going to be stuck here for more than three days? ...Oh em gee, are we all gonna die?!

Hey, hey, what did I say about oh em gee?

We're not going to die, Charlie. [She says it as convincingly as she can.] I'm not going to let you die.

Oh. Yeah. Sorry!

[He slumps down into the fort.] You mean it? You won't let anything bad happen?

Do you honestly think I'd let some wolves waltz in here and bite everyone?

[She pauses, looking at him. Oh. Maybe... Maybe he did. Maybe that's what he thought of her. A betrayer, just like Luke. Like Jake.

She looks down at her lap.]

I wouldn't.

Course not!

[He really does believe that she would stand by their side. She may do bad things, but Charlie still firmly believes that she's a good person.]

I just... They're kinda scary, that's all.

Yeah? I'm not scared.

[Not of the wolves.] So I mean it when I say I wouldn't let anything happen to you, Charlie. I'd fight for all of you, to the last. Even if I get gnawed on. Don't forget it.

[He puffs up.] You won't get gnawed on 'cause I'll be there to protect you too! We gotta have each others' backs and stuff!

[Yeah, there's no way he'd let her fight anything by herself, at least not while he's around.]

You got anything besides a slingshot? [She gestures at his weapon of choice.] Unless you're shooting silver bullets, I don't think that'd do much more than annoy them.

[Okay, so she has her knives. But those were a little bit more lethal.]

I also got stink bombs.

I could probably just cause a big distraction or something and keep them busy. [Maybe write them a poem, too.]

Yeah? Outside they've got silver, which is gonna do a lot more damage.

You're not allowed to play the hero and cause a distraction. That's a one-way ticket to getting caught. [Another thing she knew.]

[He sticks his tongue out in a childish pout.] Okay, okay... But you gotta play it safe, too. You don't need to get more... hurt.

[She presses her lips together as her stomach sinks to her toes.] Charlie...

I mean it. You're not allowed to get hurt anymore either.

[Anymore]

I'm not hurt.

Okay... [Patience. He needs to have patience.] Hey -- you wanna play Go Fish?

We could...

[She looks around, grinning.] Or hey, Charlie, d'you know how to play poker?

[Blink.]

Is that where you poke someone?

No. It's a game where you try to get a good hand of cards, and bet that yours is better than everyone else's. It's the game James Bond is always playing.

[Eponine, you just said the magic words.] James Bond? Really?!

Okay, I wanna learn how to play, especially if it's a cool game that spies know!

Alright. We'll start with Texas Hold 'Em. Hand me that deck. [Once she's got the deck, Eponine starts shuffling the cards with ease.]

I'll show you the types of hands you can get first.