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A black luxury car pulls up into the campground parking lot and out of the car steps a black cat. Her track suit had a quality that indicated her wealth and fortune in addition to the car. The black cat was a female who stood shy of five feet tall. With her classic look, it would be hard to believe she knew anything about camping and the outdoors at all.

The cat goes to the trunk of her car and pulls out a large duffle bag, her tent bag and her bedding for the tent.

She checks into the campsite before going to the zoned spot of the camp site. The cat sets down her gear and equipment and starts with the tent. With a little bit of work she manages to get the tent set up and then goes inside to lay a layer of puzzle foam tiles on the tent floor and then a thick bed roll to lay on top of the tiles. She tosses down some pillows and an extra blanket. Then cleans up her belongings and puts them to one side in the tent.

After finishing the tent , she opens and sets down a campers chair while taking out a can of seltzer from her cooler and takes a break for a bit, looking out at the fall foliage as the trees were painted in various hues of red, oranges, and gold. She sighs with content at being able to get back to the outdoors.

Nearby, some rangers were putting up things like wanted posters and 'Do Not Admit This Person In Our Campgrounds' and such, on nearby posts.
"I think that aught'o do it." One of them said, taking a step back to look at it. The poster had a picture of a teenage boy with silver hair, a white shirt and a black vest.

Natasha was watching as a ranger busied himself with something, not able to see what from her vantage point so she gets up and walks over. With a perk of her ears she notices a sign and then looks at a picture of a young boy being in the picture. With a whisper she says, "How curious." Then falls to silence as she observes the boy in the picture and wondering why he should be denied entry.

Seconds later, someone tugs on Natasha's sleeve. A starry-eyed Esmeryle, hugging a flameproof blanket, points to the lake behind her. "Tasha, look!" She squeaks, bouncing slightly. "The water's super-blue!" She then gently tugs on her sleeve, legs wobbly. "C'mon~! Leave the dumb picture and let's go swimming!"

Natasha looks down to her arm and leg attachment, smiling as Esmeryle excitedly points to the lake. Then laughs to her remark about the picture, "Alright, let's go swimming. Let me just change into my suit and then we'll go."

Natasha walks back to her tent for a few minutes and then emerges in a one piece gold and black dress swimsuit. Then follows Esmeryle down to the lake.

Esmeryle then cheerfully giggles, crawling on the grass beside Natasha while she drags something behind her; a pool noodle, perfect for playing in the icy-blue lake with her adoptive big sister. "I haven't gone swimming in weeks, Tasha!"

Jaimie approached the campgrounds, and noticed the poster that was stapled to the wooden posts that had his face on it. He snickered, putting his hands in his pockets. "I wonder who that's for." He said sarcastically, before wandering off. He glanced around, looking for a tent, then found Natasha's tent. He smirked and then looked around, trying to see if whoever owned the tent was around, seeming they weren't.

Jaimie crawled inside and began digging through Natasha's stuff, trying to find food and maybe even money.
Y'see, Jaimie was known as a street urchin, an orphan boy who lived out in the streets, who did anything to survive, even if that meant stealing.

Gets to the lake with Esmeryle at her side, enjoying the younglings energy with a smile as she drags a pool noodle behind her. "Yes, it's been a while for me too." As they reach the shoreline, she steps into the lake and with a surprise to her eyes to how warm the water felt despite the season of the campgrounds, "Wow, this water is really nice!" She purrs.

Her gaze looks in the direction of the campgrounds with a strange feeling settling over her but she would worry about it later and went deeper into the water to swim with Esmeryle.

Far off the trail of Woodland Wandering a silhouette of a black wolf comes into appearance. The wolf lurks low and quietly through the woods. The sound of laughter and fire catches her interest as she goes uphill. At a high peak that looks over the campgrounds, the wolf can see campers at play and hanging out at by their tents or the large bonfire she sees dancing in the heart of the camp. Her violet eyes observe the fire for a bit, thankful that there wasn't any smoke. She backs up and disappears into the forest.

*walks in*

The wolf ducks down as the bullet whizzes past her head. With a grumble she turns and speaks out,”I guess the rangers forgot to mention not to hunt the wildlife here? I will also make it known that I am the spirit of this forest. ”The wolf sat down, baring no hostility. She was the protector of this forest to all that reside in it, even man.

Hm?

The wolf rises to her feet and goes off deeper into the forest. Entering a clearing that opens up to a sunny location with a large rock, that looks over a serene lack. The atmosphere here was peaceful. She walks over to the rock and with a single leap, lands on the warm surface. She circles twice before flopping down with a sigh as she looks out to the water.

Raphael, the Sand Crawler, was sitting on a tree, covered all in black, with his mask on. He was silently watching everyone with no intent to do anything but study these weird human creatures.

He would fly in inside his Mark 3 War Machine. He landed and the suit opened and he stepped out "is there room for an Avenger?"