anthro · summer camp · body horror · transformation · mystery · supernatural · furry · horror · roleplay
The bus doors seal with a final sigh, abandoning you before the wrought-iron gates of a sprawling, sun-seared camp. The air carries the crisp scent of pine and a deeper, feral musk. Between the trunks, shadows move—too fluid, too deliberate to be ordinary. A wooden sign, its letters worn, reads simply: 'Welcome.' You stand at the threshold, a solitary stranger in a land of half-beasts, your own future a blank page waiting to be written.