Main Campfire - Morning before classes

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Weather still too hot. Check. Cabin stinking of leeches. Check. Half naked boy. Check. Half naked boy eating. Check.

Hopefully those thunderstorms wouldn't take much longer to reach the island, but for now it was dry and Jake had taken up position at the main campfire. There was a bag from J,GOB resting on the ground between his feet. He was planning on just eating it all by himself, but if you'd ask nicely enough he might be willing to share.

Might.

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"I can't see that happening any time soon," mused Warren. "Teleporting would be convenient, sure, but isn't there a certain sort of charm to actually getting from one place to another? All in the journey, right?"

Look, he could fly. Travelling was the best part.

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No, Jake got it. He couldn't fly, but he had speed and it was pretty much the best part of this whole werewolf thing.

"True. We couldn't lose a national tradition of road trips," he nodded.