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[ The final night of the dreams finds him asleep in his room, the dream shifting to one of escape. He is running in his wolf form again, allowing the wind to blow through his long fur, feeling the earth thundering beneath him has his paws trample the ground beneath him. It feels exhilarating as always, and he howls into the night.
He has forgotten why he is running, but he is simply glad to be running again. He thinks of the pain he felt when he learned he could no longer phase, and of how the whole experience feels like a horrible dream to him now. In this state he can forget all about Paradisa. In fact, he is quite confident that if they were phased as well he could hear Seth nagging him about when he's coming home, Sam barking orders, and Leah whining about something.
He continues on, the mountains, trees, rain and wind of Washington rushing past him in a blur...
The dream fades, revealing his Paradisa bedroom, a few overturned pieces of furniture from his last fit, and a small, blue kitten curled up beside him on the bed.
Only it seems one aspect of his dream has remained.
Jake stretches his hind legs before slowly standing. He shakes his fur, pawing his muzzle as he wakes from his sleep. He looks around the room, relieved that his dream is no longer being broadcast to anyone who enters, and his door has been replaced. But he quickly realizes what it is that is amiss.
Jacob Black has phased into his wolf-form. And it seems he cannot phase back.
A loud, panicked howl fills the room, carrying to where the journal lies open, recording it all. He leaps from the bed and lashes out at it, ripping the pages instead. ]
((ooc: Ladies and gentlemen, Jacob Black's first loss comes bittersweet. He is in his wolf-form, but he is still unable to phase. It seems he's stuck.))
He has forgotten why he is running, but he is simply glad to be running again. He thinks of the pain he felt when he learned he could no longer phase, and of how the whole experience feels like a horrible dream to him now. In this state he can forget all about Paradisa. In fact, he is quite confident that if they were phased as well he could hear Seth nagging him about when he's coming home, Sam barking orders, and Leah whining about something.
He continues on, the mountains, trees, rain and wind of Washington rushing past him in a blur...
The dream fades, revealing his Paradisa bedroom, a few overturned pieces of furniture from his last fit, and a small, blue kitten curled up beside him on the bed.
Only it seems one aspect of his dream has remained.
Jake stretches his hind legs before slowly standing. He shakes his fur, pawing his muzzle as he wakes from his sleep. He looks around the room, relieved that his dream is no longer being broadcast to anyone who enters, and his door has been replaced. But he quickly realizes what it is that is amiss.
Jacob Black has phased into his wolf-form. And it seems he cannot phase back.
A loud, panicked howl fills the room, carrying to where the journal lies open, recording it all. He leaps from the bed and lashes out at it, ripping the pages instead. ]
((ooc: Ladies and gentlemen, Jacob Black's first loss comes bittersweet. He is in his wolf-form, but he is still unable to phase. It seems he's stuck.))