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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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THALIA'S PINE TREE

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CABINS

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THE ARENA

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STRAWBERRY FIELDS

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THE WOODS

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GAME CHANGER @ 2 AM

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For roughly two weeks, Allison has been adjusting not only to camp life once more but to her newfound powers and memories. The bite of Idunn’s Apple as well as being with her fellow Norse gods has made her stronger. She feels different. It’s a good different. She no longer feels like a little girl, kept in the dark. (Perhaps less like herself, but that may be the Apple talking.)

Even so, she tossed and turned at night in bed, waking up confused about her now constant visions - until she found some clarity a week after Chiron’s announcement to the camp. Skadi, prior to reincarnation, stormed the citadel of the gods to take revenge or seek compensation for her father’s death, murdered at their hands for kidnapping Idunn.

With a cold gaze, she stands atop the Big House with her compound bow in hand and a large supply of arrows, poisoned or dipped in silver. It turns out that Allison has been secretly communicating via cellphone with her fellow wolf hunters on the east coast outside of camp boaders, thinking it best to avoid Iris Messages. Her team, at two in the morning on the dot, is now on camp grounds and will be taking on the wolves and any campers who try to get in their way.

No gods are here to offer Allison Argent riches and apologies for the death of her mother, Victoria Argent, allegedly killed by Lycaon’s followers, who have been enemies of the Argents, hunters of werewolves and clear sighted mortals, for years. She’s cried too much. It’s time to take responsibility for herself and for her family.