those were the days + private

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    jackson stepped out of reach from the waves, his black and white pelt dripping wet and stuck to his large frame. he shook out of fur, droplets of water flying from his tail. he yawned, glad to get in an early morning swim, and began making his way back towards camp. he liked the insignia so far - sure, there was more socializing than he'd preferred, but at least they didn't cast him out as a freak. that was something that he had been scared of happening before he joined.


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    when lutz had first joined,he didn't give a single fuck on what anyone thought of him. sure,he was changing as he went along residing within the insignia but he wouldn't complete change. . .he hadn't lit up a cigarette in a while and wasn't planning on doing so as he detected jackson "hallo,"