Jasper stared at the small satchel for a few moments, slowly reaching out and picking it up as she sniffed it. Licking her lips as she moved to leaning against the wall, this woman must have been playing some cruel joke. How in hell was Jasper to magically light a pipe with on hand? She couldn't even fill the damned thing properly with one hand, grunting in annoyance she pried the satchel open with one hand, digging out the pipe and placing it between her feet, grabbing the container with the tobacco leaves in it and trying to open it. She refused to ask for help she could do it, she just had to struggle through it.<br/><br/>Slamming the container on the ground Jasper growled slightly as her temper started to show "Sexuality is a human made concept, true borns don't care if their mate is male, female or something in between. The connection is made or a completely different level, even the notions of procreating doesn't truly hold a factor. It's about finding the one that is meant to be with you" she explained as she slammed the tin again, her right eye twitching in annoyance.<br/><br/>"Don't you think I know that? When a vampire starts expanding their coven they start expanding their territory, which forces werekin to fight or retreat depending on their pack size. Werekin are stronger and faster, but Vampires can turn humans without as much risk as were kin. If I bite someone there's a higher chance of them going feral and killing me then if a vampire bites and changes someone." She muttered, every few words a grunt would slip in between as she continued her assault on the small tin. Soon wipe it across the room through the bars of the cell into the wall, the tin dropping to the ground still refusing to open.<br/><br/>When the woman pulled down her cot and proceeded to climb into it Jasper just chuckled, the woman liked staying in her den. She couldn’t really blame her, Jasper missed having a den a safe haven from the world. Something was strange about this woman; how did she know so much about pack mentality and how they worked? If she wasn't a hunter she didn't need to study up on the creatures nor did she need to worry about how a pack worked.<br/><br/>"I can always form a new pack or take over a current pack. Even if I'm different I'm still an alpha and nature and no one has ever been bold enough to challenge me or stop me from taking over, my arm maybe looked at like a weakness to some, but I'll work with it" she grunted as she set the satchel to the side, annoyed that the stupid tin hadn't opened for her.<br/><br/>"And here's a thought... what's stopping me from using the arm you're planning to give me to kill you? I mean have your leaders thought of that? Or are you hoping I do something stupid like that and get shot in the head? I mean If I'm dead it's not your problem anymore and you don't want to worry about your leaders not listening to you anymore.