Gengar Sleeping Bag Novels & Stories

“Go-bags for twenty on the way.” These bags were something the real Jacob had spent money on years ago. They were little bags that you could tie around your ankle before you shifted. The straps were stretchy enough that no matter how big your wolf, you wouldn't be able to rip the straps. They weren't big, just enough to carry a t-shirt, pair of shorts and other basics. In this case, they'd all include a gun. “Okay then. You've all got your jobs,” I smiled, motioning for them all to get going.

It would ruin all my plans. Gunner sat at the open door of his tent, legs crossed and eyes watching me walk toward him. “That’s all you have, where’s your tent and camping equipment?” he asked looking at the backpack draped over my shoulder. “I don’t have any of that” I answered bluntly. He furrowed his brows and seemed to be thinking, as he once again looked around at the trees. “It gets pretty cold here at night” he said and looked at me out of the corner of his eye.

Grod walked lightly yet fast, his large feet taking one step while Farans takes three. He took me to a tent that was oh too familiar. The golden armor with the wing tip by the farthest end made me feel sick to my stomach. The grey skins that were used as a carpet, the light table filled with trinkets and a sword I knew all too well, and a makeshift bed filled with bundles of white fur and a large red cotton pillow. Grod laid me on the bed and it smelled like him. I buried myself deep into it, wanting to breathe in his scent, the comfort that it gave me made my heart ache. It felt a dream like he wasn’t really gone yet his camp is empty.

And fixing the storage of our belongings. The pillow we use is an inflatable so that when not in use, it can be easily put in the bag. And the blanket we also use was inflatable as well. But it’s just so thin that it looks like a blanket. We were all inside this tent, and the three of us were already lying down. Tonette and I were on either side, and Dralia was between the two of us. “Tomorrow, we’ll walk early so we can walk for a longer time.” Speaking of which. But I got no answer.

Like the whole world was stretched out in front of me, like I was untouchable for just a little while. Colton walked over to where he had dropped his bag and unzipped it, pulling out a rolled-up sleeping bag. He tossed another one my way. “Here. Figured you wouldn’t wanna sleep on bare rock.” I caught it, raising a brow. “Considerate.” “That's who I am. Mr considerate.” I snorted, shaking my head as I spread out the sleeping bag. It wasn’t the softest thing in the world, but it was better than nothing.

But I didn’t. I just watched. She sniffled, her body shaking as quiet sobs escaped her lips. Eventually, her breathing slowed. She leaned into the pillow and drifted into sleep. I waited a little longer. Then, without a sound, I walked over, bent down, and gently lifted her into my arms. She didn’t stir. I carried her to her bedroom, pulled the covers over her, and tucked her in. Then I left. *** Later That Night The city was quiet, but my mind was loud.

Lauren woke suddenly to the loud snores of someone else in the cabin. She groaned and turned, but her movements were restricted by the sleeping bag she was in. The sleeping bag itself was in near tatters, long tears running up and down the body. She rubbed her eyes and rolled out of the sleeping bag. The corners of her vision was blood-red and blurry, like her memories of the previous night. She turned around, looking for the other werewolf, and found him lying on the other end of the cabin, half out of his sleeping bag and snoring thoroughly, his arms flinged every which way.

I got undressed and placed my armor to one side, when the water was warm I washed it over myself with old top I was using as a cloth and scrubbed myself clean. Once I was dressed in clean clothes I washed and rinsed out my leather armour with the rest of the water then hung it up to dry. with my door traps ready and my sword by my side, I got into my sleeping bag and curled up inside, hoisting it right up to my chin pushing any thoughts of my thirteen months away from home and let myself drift off to sleep. *******

We were to all bring camping gear and thirty tents and sleeping bags took up a lot of space. I put a few changes of clothes and a small blanket into my backpack. Once I had those I started filling it with necessities. I grabbed my hunting knife.. along with my biggest machete and some throwing stars … those might come in handy. I made sure to grab a huge thermos filled with water, and a couple elixirs the pack doctor had given us that would serve as antidotes to common poisons such as silver. I also packed my leg straps so I could carry things when I was in wolf form. I grabbed my tent and sleeping bag and hooked it all together … I was ready as I would ever be.

God, where have you been all day? ‘They started off human as well,’ Jackson said, less happily. ‘Borg can be cured. So can those people out there,’ Andrew said emphatically. ‘Speaking of which, where exactly is “in here”?’ They’d broken into some kind of storage facility, filled with boxes. Sergeant Baker said it was safer to steer clear of homes, places of work, or wherever Sleepers might be; just in case. They were lying low, but also he was looking to get in contact with base camp as all the long range communication devices went up with the vehicles.