<div style="text-align: center"><h1 class="advBBCode">Jakob Hopkins - Elder</h1>​</div><br/>Having received consent to leave, he made to rise only to see Velaria by his side, bearing on him, requesting his attention. Though she tried to sound polite and calm, he could sense the urgency in her tone and make out a growing temper underneath. Someone had definitely pricked the damsel.<br/><br/>He nodded in understanding and followed her a measurable distance from the gathering. Velaria had always been a mystery to him ever since her arrival to the pack. For one she looked too familiar, like a deja'vu, he could've sworn he had known her from somewhere. Her scent, her stoic demeanor, the few seconds he had caught her really smiling, they were all like clips from a dream.<br/><br/>"What's bothering you? I don't think you took a bite back there." He nudge towards the table. Throughout dinner she hadn't been stable. And now looking at her face, he knew the sky just got darker than norms.<br/>"Looks like someone stepped on your tail." He joked lightly to ease her mood. They were now under the shades of an oak tree, and Jakob leaned his body on it, hands tucked into his pockets as he waited to for her.<br/><br/>He saw one of the pack houses lit up, his heightened senses could pick out movement inside. He took a gentle sniff then relaxed...Blaze was at it again, missing functions to fulfill her duty. He personally reasoned she was overdoing it, sometimes one should take a load off and enjoy the good little moments inbetween.<br/><br/><br/><i>Tagging: Velaria. </i>