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[andparisfell]

Jacob Black looks around, obviously rather confused, and more than a little afraid, although rather good at hiding it. "Sam? Bella?" He turns around on the spot a few times, and then, begrudgingly, calls out, "Edward? Anyone?" Not having heard anyone reply, Jacob growls low under his breath and sets about investigating, for lack of anything better

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[ofthewildwolves]

Firekeeper, curled up in front of the fire, uncoils, sniffs, and sits back on her haunches, being currently more wolfish than usual. She tilts her head and just...staaaares. Now that, she thinks, is a weird smell.

[andparisfell]

Jacob stares back for a while, a little (okay, maybe more than a little) confused, then waves. "Hey."

[ofthewildwolves]

Firekeeper thumps her tail on the ground a couple times, woofs, and is promptly human again, still giving him an odd look. "What are you?"

[andparisfell]

If Jacob wasn't so used to seeing wolves turn into humans and vice versa, he might have screamed in that high-pitched, girly way that no guy wants to admit they scream in. As it is, he just look extremely surprised. He didn't know there were werewolves outside of La Push, but hey, cool!

"I'm Jacob," he says, aware that he's skirting around her question. It's very difficult to say it out loud, even to someone apparently in the same boat as him. It's... just weird to acknowledge it in general.

[ofthewildwolves]

She wouldn't understand, anyway. Firekeeper's not exactly the same as he is. "Jacob." She nods, storing that away. "Firekeeper. But - what?"

[andparisfell]

Instead of replying, Jacob decides it's best to just phase and get it over with. It'll help with his investigation, and it'll be good to see if any of the pack can still hear him. He turns around and undresses, tossing his clothes safely off to the side, then phases. When the transformation is complete, he shakes his head and turns around to face Firekeeper, sitting on his haunches and barking loudly.

[ofthewildwolves]

Firekeeper flicks back to wolf form and woofs back before commenting in wolf language. That's interesting. I've never met anyone else who could do that before.

[andparisfell]

Jacob woofs back and thumps his tail against the ground happily. I've never met anyone outside of my pack who were werewolves either! What tribe are you? Jacob hasn't quite realized that Firekeeper isn't a werewolf.

[ofthewildwolves]

Firekeeper sits down. A what? Tribe? I have a Pack... She sounds a wee bit confused now.

[andparisfell]

Your tribe! You are Indian, aren't you? Jacob sounds confused too, his head cocked to the side.

[ofthewildwolves]

She blinks, very confused, and turns around in a quick circle. I don't know what you mean.

[andparisfell]

Jacob whines a little, barking quietly. But if you're not a werewolf, what are you?

[ofthewildwolves]

She tilts her head, seeming to think. Blind Seer called me wolf-souled. My One gave me a wolf body. The last filled with nearly complete adoration. Firekeeper luuurves Mabon.

[andparisfell]

...your who? Jacob is incredibly, incredibly confused.

[ofthewildwolves]

Well, of course, that makes two of them. Firekeeper seems at a loss. You're - wolfish, aren't you? He is my One. The leader. Humans have a similar thing, I think - Fox-Hair said 'king'. But that's not really right. She sits back and would be frowning very much, could she. She settles for flicking her ears back and forth.

[andparisfell]

Oh, like Sam in my pack! -- My pack! Jacob jumps to his feet, turning around in circles for a while, sniffing at the air and howling periodically. When he gets no response, he barks loudly, annoyed, and lays down, ears folded back and eyes sad.