Boil and Bubble

Following Lukina back to her camp, Jasper allowed (read: forced) the remaining well of tension within her gut to unwind. Even as the voice in the back of her mind insisted that this young shewolf was leading her away to murder her somewhere more scenic, another slightly louder voice argued back that at least it would be quick. Good enough.

Of course, those thoughts were again derailed almost entirely by the sight of a fox... with antlers. At some point, Jasper figured she might as well surrender herself to the shitstorm of weird today was becoming, and just settle in for the ride. Lukina introduced the... okay, calling it a 'creature' would be rude. Mental note made. Lukina introduced the fox (probably) as Magnolia, to whom Jasper sent a polite nod and a, "Nice to meet you." Turning to address them both, tacked on, "I go by Jasper." Probably best to keep on the fire-wielding jackalope's good side, right?

Meanwhile, Lukina fiddled with a few small containers and it was all Jasper could do to stare, drinking every detail in. Wolves definitely did things differently here, huh? "Did you want to make some tea along with me?" Jasper sent back a hapless shrug. "I'm afraid I might not be very helpful, but I'm happy to try. What should I do?" This was new. This was strange. This was something Jasper could maybe get used to.

"Talk" "Listen" Think