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[calderflynn]

Good evening, miss. Sorry to intrude on you like this, but we wanted to come around and plow out the street, and make sure you were alright. My name is Calder Flynn, and this is my brother, Colton. We own the ranch down that way. How’re y’all holding up in this storm?

[coltonflynns]

-- Hello.

[hollynbailey]

Gem! Are you seeing this snow?!

[katiebobaetie-blog]

So, I know technically it would be absolutely bonkers to go looking for places the djinn might be hiding out all alone.  I mean, straight-up bananas, right?  But I also don’t exactly love the idea of this thing lurking around, freaking out my friends, and we happen to be pretty badass at finding lurkers together.  So...scouting adventure?  What do you say?

[d--hale-blog1]

[Derek hadn’t imagined he’d go back to school; least of all in Beacon Hills.  Truthfully, to be fair, he hadn’t imagined any aspect of his life would turn out the way that it had; he supposed the unexpected was to be expected by now.  Still, he couldn’t help but muse at the irony of things as he crossed the town square back towards the campus.  He had a few books to return from the library, and intended to get a bit of work done before going home to Cora and Malia.  As he crossed the square, however, a scent caught his attention; one that stood out above the smells of various humans-- their sweat and perfume and emotions-- and above the smells of vehicles, of sod, of paint; of baked goods and new clothes and dozens of other things wafting from shops.  Slowing to a halt, Derek let his eyes scan as well as his nose until he found the source of the scent.  Another wolf.  A strange one.  Derek moved towards him.  There was no need for pretense; he could smell Derek as well as Derek could smell him.]

What brings you to Beacon Hills?

[theporterwitch-blog]

Did... something happen between you and Rey?

[cathrynbaptista-blog]

....You actually came.

I can honestly say I didn’t expect you to.