Jaguar liked the house, and felt at home with all the vines, almost like the forest.

His forest. "Sure." he said, distractedly, he was wandering back to the forest, in his mind.

When he saw Acacia's face he did not smile, just kept the same expression, "Is it hot

in here, or is it just me?" He asked, peeling the tank-top from his torso. Pulling his arms

across in the front, he flexed, pretending to be tired. Hm, wonder what would happen

if she found out I can become any animal.... oh well. Who cares what she thinks.

His mind thought, though not a sound came from his mouth.

There really was no sound, as Jaguar was listening intently, only the tossing of Alex,

sound asleep. A small smile once again crossed Jag's lips as he came towards Acacia.

He reached a tanned hand to one side of her face, running it down her cheek as his

lips carressed hers. Hm, did he want to change in front of her? Nyah, not yet at least.

Maybe if someone got in the way. Candids slid back out, ignoring the small pinch of

pain that shot through his gums. Teeth were the worst, but the most fun if anyone

ever saw them. Entertaining, then it turned.

Jaguar felt her mood shift, and felt increasingly happy, perhaps she was sensing it?

His ability to change? His hopes said yes, but he was not sure, not a mind-reader.

Alex woke up with a loud yawn, but recognized that Acacia had not thrown a boot at him,

or opened his door or window to let the cold in, as seemed to be her daily routine. Hm.

Getting out of bed, he changed quickly and went over to Acacia's bunkhouse, taking a

deep breath before knocking on the door. Knock knoc

Jaguar let out a faint hiss, eyebrows inclining together slightly. He looked at Acacia,

wondering what she would do.

There was no sound as Jaguar became a real jaguar. Stupid equine messed everything

up! But the figure standing in the doorway, that was his real target. With a snarl

and a flash of fangs and claws he shot forward, spotted pelt rippling with the underneath

muscles. Thorns were extended, their onyx color glinting harshly in the moonlight.

Time seemed to stand still, he seemed to hang in the air. Alex had only a slight time to

dodge into the room and scuttle next to Acacia before the feline flew overhead, then turned

to face them again. "Gizi!" A black and white shape hurtled from Alex's bunkhouse, ramming

into the Jaguar's side, but the giant cat was up in a moment, and swatted the canine

aside like a fly. "You're worthless. Pathetic little thing." Jag hissed at Alex, golden orbs

flashing ominously. He leaped again, not caring who he hit, as long as his claws or

ivories met flesh.

Alex let out a gasp, but tried to pull Acacia out of the way. Jaguar had enough time to

tear the skin quite good, before she was pushed away. He hoped he didn't hurt her, though

she was already hurt. Grabbing the laraiat from his belt he threw it out, his aiming

perfect. It came down just as the rope, hard across the feline's back, earning a terrible

hiss in his direction. Gizi came flying again and jumped on the now-tender back, teeth

sinking into the scruff of the creature. Once again she was flung away, lying still in a

corner. Jaguar spat, "Fine. This isn't worth it, but Ill be around." He said, and with that

he whipped around and flung out, snarling at the whinnying horses. Bounding off, he

came to the edge of the forest, hidden from view and sight, glaring back. Alex knelt

down to Acacia, "Are you ok?"

Alex raised an eyebrow as he applied the ingredients to her arm, bandaging it all up.

"I'm fine. What did you just say? I caught monsuier and airdowne and vet, but that was kind of

it. I can speak British, but not whatever you're speaking." He said, with a smile on his

face. When he was done, he walked over to Gizi, who lay where she had fallen, a bit

crumpled in a heap. "Gizmo?" He asked, reaching out a hand to put over her head.

The border collie whined, and growled as the hand descended, but that was all, not

protesting as it was descended upon her cranium, stroking the ears. She didn't seem

to terribly hurt, just bruised and pride thoroughly wounded. He turned his head back to

Acacia. "Um, you might wanna say something to Azhar, he looks quite pissed."