Dresden Academy

"I didn't think there were werewolves this far down in the Adirondack Park." He rubbed the back of his neck, hand knocking into his guitar. "Oh shit, yeah, I should have left this at the dorms." He frowned though, because leaving it somewhere in the boathouse was a bad idea. It would probably get left behind, or worse, picked up by someone else and smashed (probably over Thorn's head). "Let me find a good hiding spot." He peered around the room and remember the basement with all the boats hanging from the rafters and the big garage doors that led directly to the lake. "Oh, there's probably eight good spots downstairs. Want to hang tough or come with?"