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[wuzzafuzzle]

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someday I will upload wolfy icons for now disdainful face

[clawstrophobic]

[The shirt should really be the least of Jackson's worries, even if the cost of it was probably akin to the pack's grocery budget for the whole week. Douchewolf being loaded has been nice in some ways and constantly aggravating in others. He's still got parents, even, which is a lot more than Isaac could hope for himself and-- okay. Maybe parents aren't that great. Parents are why he's like this in the first place. A mongrel, because he is terrified out of his wits and the only thing he can think to do is fight his way out.

They're both transformed, though Isaac less on purpose than as a consequence of rising adrenaline. He doesn't wait long before following after Jackson, mouth open in a snarl before he feints back and-- and gives himself. Half a moment to hazily attempt to remember who he is.

No. Gone again. Pressing forward again and he's taller if not stronger and this isn't going to be pleasant.]

sob someday colton haynes will come back to the show and ill get actual wolfy icons ;;

[adoptalizard]

[ Shit shit shit, there is not a lot of room to avoid in a tight storage closet like this, and that's usually what can save Jackson - he's fast, and he can manuever battlefields like lacrosse fields, ducking and weaving. Not something that's very valuable when a duck or weaves will only get you an inch out of arm's length. He tries from something smarter anyway - Isaac's losing it, throwing his all into this and not that same kind of calculating focus that he usually is, so a swerve to the side and Jackso slides under a claw coming towards his face just enough to get himself behind him - here he can give a quick, bodily shove to force Isaac into that wall Jackson's back had almost been up against a second ago.

Hands are immediately going for his arms, trying to find a way to just restrain him, and with how much bigger and frankly more powerful Isaac is than him, it takes Jackson forcing a hip against his just to keep him pinned.

There's snarling, growling, and the occasional near roar - something Jackson might have thought would be absurd before he actually was a werewolf, but now, transformed and in more of a headspace of an animal than a snotty, sarcastic teenager, it's an attempt at dominance - a threat. And in this case a warning. There's not really a place for words anymore, because Isaac isn't hear them. Just force, struggle, and that primal snapping and snarling. The fact his body is basically totally flush and near grinding against Isaac's doesn't even really strike him as odd at the moment. ]