Jacob Black

CHARACTER NAME: Jacob Black
CHARACTER CANON: Twilight

[OOC]
This is the permissions list for OOC (out of character) activity.
Answer the following questions with "yes" or "no", as well as additional information if desired.

Slowtagging: sure
Canon-puncturing: no
Offensive subjects (elaborate): sure

[IC]
This is the permissions list for IC (in-character) activity.
Answer the following questions with "yes" or "no", as well as additional information if desired. With IC permissions, it's a good idea to elaborate on what other players can expect from your character if they choose to do any of the following:

Hugging this character: sure, especially if a friend
Kissing this character: only if you're Belle
Flirting with this character: only Belle, for the most part, because he's very taken
Fighting with this character: Sure, but it'll probably hurt. He's a werewolf.
Injuring this character (include limits and severity): Let's discuss in dropbox first but as a general rule, werewolves heal fast.
Using telepathy/mind reading abilities on this character: Let's discuss in dropbox first

General Warnings: Jacob's generally pretty easygoing but when he gets pissed, he can shift into a giant wolf and it might end badly for all parties involved.

[GODMODDING]

- Bella Cullen
- Leah Clearwater
- Belle

Not here right now, you know what to do.

It hadn't taken long for it to get back to Jacob that Leah was on the island, between Belle and Coraline, and while he was annoyed that it was Leah of all people and not his dad, or Quil or Embry, he couldn't deny being just a little excited that one of his Pack was here on the island.

It hadn't felt this way when Cullen showed up, or even when Bella showed up in spite of the fact that Jacob had been excited about that. So he was equal parts nervous and excited that Leah was walking up to the Homestead and it was someone from his home and his way of life.

"Never thought I'd say this but man, I'm glad to see you."

Having the island back to normal meant that Jacob could get back on his regular schedule of swimming and exploring and today, he'd gotten the chance to get in a long swim while the tide was going out. More resistance, that way, and when he came back in to shore to dry off and head back to the Homestead, there was a pleasant ache in his back and arms.

There was a guy on the beach, though, carrying an umbrella and considering it wasn't actually raining, that was kind of a shock. To each their own, yeah, but Jacob couldn't help but call out and say something.

"See, I usually keep the umbrella for when there's a monsoon. You must be from one of those places where it never rains."

Jacob hadn't really made plans for his birthday, not formally, but he was pretty sure that Belle knew when it was. It was one of those things you just took for granted in a relationship, the whole birthdays and anniversaries thing, and it was pretty amazing that he'd been with her for almost a year. A year was practically a lifetime in teenage time and Jacob had to wonder when he'd gotten like Cullen and ended up settling on just one girl. He wasn't like that completely, though, considering Belle was free to do anything she wanted on the island and Jacob was definitely not possessive, but the relationship was no less serious.

All those things in his head, he wandered, and wasn't surprised when his feet led him to Belle's room at the Homestead. They hadn't started sleeping together (yet) and they definitely didn't share a room, but every once in a while, well. Kissing turned into cuddling and naps and on an island with no stores and handmade presents, kisses made pretty good ones.

"Belle? Can I come in?"

Spending a few days in dinosaur country was enough to make a guy question what was going on in his life and in this Jacob was no exception. He wasn't much for deep thoughts, not really, but something just bothered him about how skittish Belle seemed around him. She'd been happy to see him come back, sure, but there was always a little reserve about her that Jacob just didn't seem to be able to crack.

It was frustrating. He guessed it was a lot better than having the love of his life want to be with an undead bloodsucker but all things were relative. And relative to his happy life on the island, not knowing what Belle was thinking really sucked. Really. Girls like Shari were so much easier. Not that Jacob had a shot in hell at someone like Shari, but her type was easier.

He just loved the quiet ones, he guessed. Those thoughts pressing at the front of his mind, he wandered around aimlessly until he turned up at Morgan's. Figured, since Morgan was the closest thing to a big brother or a pack alpha that Jacob had out here on the island.

"Morgan? You there?"