*Tristan sighed. He was headed home once more. His bags were packed and he was sitting on his bed, hoping Bradley would stop by before he left ( Read more... )

 *Bane peaked out behind the trees, making sure nobody was around. After a few minutes, and not one passer-by, it was finally safe to change back. Bane slowly began to shift back; changing from a wolf into Tristan.

Freezing, the young man set about pulling his clothing (hung in a bag in a tree) back on, shivering violently as a cold breeze ( Read more... )

Ty stepped out of the jeep, thanking the MP who had driven him. A thoughtful expression graced his features. The man hadn’t even realized he had been blind the whole trip, blithely chatting away in broken English about the ‘ze crazzy muttzantz at camp.’From what he could gather, there was quite a bit of drama going on. Ty had nodded politely, ( Read more... )

( Edie )

Ric had already technically celebrated Guadalupe Day* when Martini had reverted them all back to adults and now he was sort of celebrating the nine days of Las Posadas**. Though he wasn't technically all that religious, Ric felt that it was important to honour his family by at least acknowledging the various holidays existence and his heritage for ( Read more... )

*Tristan had made himself scarce since he'd spoken to Martini. He was happy with his decision, there was no regret, but he wasn't sure how the others; in particular Bradley, Risque and his family, were going to handle it. He was pretty sure Bradley wouldn't be thrilled and his parents... he wasn't looking forward to telling them. They would ( Read more... )

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So with Martini still sulking in his room over... well Ric didn't know exactly what but it wasn't something his boyfriend apparently wanted to discuss. After waiting outside Martini's room for nearly two hours Ric had finally given up and wandered off around camp. Dressed in his full snow gear (despite it being a little too big) Ric had ventured ( Read more... )

After her embarrassing brush with death number five, Betsy had kept a pretty low profile herself but now she was going stir crazy. Age brought her some semblance of patience but teenage attention span eventually won out ( Read more... )

*When Tristan had caught his reflection in the mirror that morning he'd nearly had a heart attack. It had taken him about 15 minutes to convince himself that it was actually him. Upon returning to his room after showering, Tristan had searched through his locker trying to find any item of clothing that may be even slightly big enough to fit in now ( Read more... )