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sarcasticdefenceStiles vanished over the summer break.
He needed space. After the kidnapping, Jackson's death, everything that happened, his dad sent him for a fortnight camp for other troubled kids. He came back a bit more subdued for a while, introspective, and it was only Scott threatening to drag him to the other werewolves for a check over to make sure he wasn't a pod person that picked him up again.
On the night of the new moon, he shaved his head again and packed up a bag, sneaking out through his window and making his way down to the graveyard.
He marked out the compass points in a circle, trailed a small dash of mountain ash to make the ring and carefully set his markers. A smoulder of incense, a dash of water, a feather stuck in the ground quill first and a small rock.
He folded his legs and closed his eyes, letting himself relax.
He needed space. After the kidnapping, Jackson's death, everything that happened, his dad sent him for a fortnight camp for other troubled kids. He came back a bit more subdued for a while, introspective, and it was only Scott threatening to drag him to the other werewolves for a check over to make sure he wasn't a pod person that picked him up again.
On the night of the new moon, he shaved his head again and packed up a bag, sneaking out through his window and making his way down to the graveyard.
He marked out the compass points in a circle, trailed a small dash of mountain ash to make the ring and carefully set his markers. A smoulder of incense, a dash of water, a feather stuck in the ground quill first and a small rock.
He folded his legs and closed his eyes, letting himself relax.
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Date: 2013-12-12 08:41 pm (UTC)But, with that, he moved for the window again and climbed out, seeing himself out of Stiles' room for the night.