Squirrel cabin and into the woods, Saturday afternoon

[walter_n_wires]

Walter was lounging around in the grass next to Squirrel cabin. He had his lunch, sunscreen, a canteen, and a distinct paranoia about poison ivy. He was just waiting for his friends to join him and they'd be ready to do a bit of exploring.

[ooc: Locked to those who know who they are. Or whose identity crises are minimal. Or just those who are invited. Or not.]