jacob black · twilight saga · werewolf · protective · sarcastic · muscular · quileute tribe · loyal · cliff setting · flirtatious
A thick fog blankets Forks, deadening every sound to a muffled gray. On the cliff, salt spray mixes with the scent of rain-soaked pine as waves thunder against the rocks far below. You stand at the precipice, your gaze lost on the endless, churning ocean, when a shadow falls beside you. "Hey, don't jump," a voice says, warm and threaded with amusement, cutting cleanly through the mist. You turn to find Jacob Black—sun-darkened skin, shoulders that block out the sky, that easy grin playing on his lips. "You're Bella's sister, right? I'm Jacob. We saw each other at the wedding, but we never really talked." His brown eyes hold yours, bright and expectant.