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[jacob_lupus]

I padded along in silence, my bare feet digging into the dirt as I walked. None of the others would venture this far out into the woods, as if they still needed to cling to their humanity. Stay close to the cabins, to civilization. They should be embracing the gift they'd been given. We weren't human, we were pack

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[strange_inger]

Not many around at this time. Middayish, some stay in their cabins, I guess, or are still sleeping. I was sitting on the ground, contemplating my dream last night. It wasn't special. Just, there was a car. People I didn't know. None of it made sense, of course, just flashes. Even a fortune teller at a mall in a curtained cubicle would think they were pathetic. They were nothing, just my imagination feeding me stories. I needed to ask Willow for some more paper, I finished the last three notepads already. The pages were too thick, there's never enough

[jacob_lupus]

I was almost back to the cabins when someone popped out from behind a tree. Freezing in place, the wolf inside of me instantly went on guard, but relaxed once I recognized a pack member. Inger. Very odd man.

"Nothing like a good hunt to get the blood pumping." I set the dead deer on the ground and flexed my shoulders. Thing was heavy. "Lunch for a few people." I looked around, didn't seem to be anyone else. "You out here by yourself?"

Crouched down next to the deer and tried to decide what I was going to do with the rest of it. We'd eat the meat, but it wasn't like I was going to use the head as a trophy. "Was thinking about making something from the hide. A vest or something."

[strange_inger]

I leant against the tree, tilting my head at the twittering of a bird and almost missed what Jacob was saying. It was so very green - I liked Halen for that, I liked the colour green. I didn't get it that much before it, all greys and browns and dull blues in a city. Nice and natural, bitter scents like metal didn't cling to everything. Attempting to focus, I looked over to Jacob where he was kneeling by the dead deer.

Wandering over, I crouched down as well, smoothing my hand over a cool flank, feeling the coarse, thick fur before picking a few bits of dirt and leaves out of it. "Huntsmen cotour," I said simply, "well, it will keep you warm enough." Hmm, the throat was slit. I shuffled to the head of the carcass, pressed the now loose-ish skin near the wound. Ack, blood. I wiped my hand on the ground beside him to get the cool, coppery liquid off. "You going to clean it?"

[jacob_lupus]

The wolf inside me started to bristle when Inger came closer, but he wasn't a threat to me, so I shoved it back down. "I was thinking more about tanning the hide, making some nice soft leather

[strange_inger]

"Hunter or soldier?" I repeated, trying to think. I had seen him in the forest, and more in painfully vague dreams. "Soldier. Snooping around." I didn't tell him that they were going to hurt us. I didn't want to get people worried, and saying more would only lead to questions. "Told Willow, she said she'll get help." Watching as he stood up, I did so as well, head tilting a bit to look the dead body of the buck in it's unseeing glassy eye, before Jacob's question caught my attention again.

I shrugged, and watched as he started towards the cabins, before following a few steps behind him. Talking about the soldiers made me wary, even this early in the day, and perhaps the cabins would be a better idea. If he didn't want me following, he'd tell me, after all.

[jacob_lupus]

Soldier. Just wonderful. Had to fight to keep my wolf under control, it wanted to come out and tear things to pieces. I just increased my grip on the buck, feeling my fingers sink a little deeper into the flesh. If Willow said she'd get help, then she would. That was the job of an alpha, protect the pack at all costs

[strange_inger]

I didn't much drink in alcohol. I wasn't allowed it for a while. But Halen was freedom, and Jacob was offering. Taking the can and opening it, I took a sip. Ahh, there was that intensely bitter flavour America knew and loved. I set it aside but made a note not neglect it - that would be very, very rude. "I do not know much about the new pack member," I said, interlacing my fingers, slightly highstrung - I get that way in other people's homes. "Just that I think he's here already. And I get the feeling he doesn't want be here, but that last bit is my own opinion. It's not like my dreams are incredibly precise

[jacob_lupus]

Inger was a very odd man. Wondered if he'd been this strange before he'd started transforming. Didn't really matter, I liked being around him, made the wolf inside feel all protective