OPEN Teen Idle ; horde

[HUGO]

Hugo should have been more afraid, really, when Project asked him to go to fucking Cannibal Island after being... Well, Hugo didn't even really know what they'd done to him, honestly, he just knew he was all fucked up now and couldn't send invites himself, so Hugo offered to go. Plus, he was a little curious about the Descendants; he remembered meeting Vale, just barely. The gore creature had been entertaining; Hugo hoped, just faintly, that most of the Descendants would be equally as entertaining, else the Gala was about to be a massive bore.

The stepping stones were wet and slippery; inconvenient. Still, Hugo managed to get across without dunking his ass in salt water and making a fool of himself. His pawpads were raw and sore afterwards, but nothing a drink wouldn't quickly fix for him. Vampirism had its pros and cons in that regard; and speaking of vampires, he could smell one here. The scent was strong, too; odd. Hugo had never heard of a vampire outside of the Horde, but then, he'd lived a remarkably sheltered life until his pa died. Fuck that guy, by the way.

He plonked his ass down beside the stepping stones, content to wait until somebody showed up. It shouldn't be too long, right? They literally lived on an island, Hugo figured somebody would show up in the next hour or two. Nap time it was then; he scrawled a note in the sand, 'Poke 2 Wake -Horde', and then curled his big paws beneath him, burying his face between them as he settled in for a snooze. He'd earned one.