I break pattern // open+visitor // I break ground

[jacob w.c.]

WHAT A PRIVILEGE IT IS TO LOVE — Jacob's eyes first landed on the doberman and he wasn't immediately afraid of this creature, despite the way he held himself. He only thought of Pincher, for just a moment. But then reality set in and he spoke and Jacob knew this wasn't his... whatever Pincher was. Then he was asked if he was here to fight and he immediately started shaking his head. "Oh, n-no, goodness no, 'm not really the type for fightin'," the words rushed past his lips and he took a step away from the other canine before his eyes landed on his big brother, briefly widening in surprise but then turning to a wide smile. "It wasn' tha' long of a walk," he answered with a light smile before his eyes darted back to the doberman. "M' name's Jacob." Then he watched as Jersey and Killian bickered until the creature just left. That wasn't particularly surprising, his brother did seem to have that affect on people. Then a new being appeared, one he recognized as a ghost. Jacob had seen plenty of ghosts before but this one was different. "Yeah, 'm from Snowbound n' I'm the Frosthealer there," he answered, hesitating a moment before adding, "N' the Chief now. Tha's a whole lot more recent, though." He was quiet, again, as if trying to collect his thoughts before he spoke about what he really wanted. "I came ta' ask if whatever healers ya' 'ave would be interested in comin' ta' a meeting similar ta' the ones leaders hold. Ranks n' clan allegiance wouldn' matter, it'd just be healers n' the like meetin' ta' share resources n' problems n' knowledge n' for the younger ones ta' learn from the experience everyone else has," he explained.    —A GREAT HONOR TO HOLD YOU UP

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