Lake Lilac had warm, calm weather. The Flower scouts went on about their girlish chats and happy gossips..and Camp Campbell did..Whatever the hell they did they didn’t have a specific theme.

But, the Woodscouts camp was dark, and chilly. It looked like a boot camp from someone’s point of view, but of course it was really just Boy Scouts. The ground had half wet dirt, and a metal fence surrounded the camp with protection. Even barbed chicken wire on the tops.

Snake sat in his tent, his candy cane in his mouth as he let the sugary taste melt more in his mouth to create..some sort of weapon out of it? Maybe he just didn’t even notice or care enough that it was sharp enough to cut someone with. He probably thought it was awesome.