Jensen Smithson

       ”Don’t suppose you’d know where I could get a snack?”

A snack? They normally come around with a little bit of food sometime soon. We don't get many snacks, though, unless a guard takes a liking to you. What's your name?

"…Twister? So that is what they call it?” Diesel tilts his head slightly, looking from the mat to the other wolf. His brow knitted as if trying to make sense of it. “Hm… What a funny concept. Especially when there are nothing but gray dots on this.” He holds up the spinner looking to the other curiously. He’s never played anything like this - but then again he’s never really played at all. Not even fetch. Looking back to the other he spins the spinner, watching it for a moment. “I see… And I don’t suppose you’ve played this Twister before?”

Jensen nods, crossing his arms as he leans against the wall of the cell, an amused smile on his lips as he watches the other. "Twister. They aren't actually gray, they're different colors.  Colorblind? I was lucky, I didn't get that. I don't see colors quite as vividly, but I still see them perfectly." He walks over, kneeling on the floor as he watches Diesel spin the arrow. Nodding, he looks up at him with a smile. "I have, actually. Only once, but I've played it. You want a game? I can help you out with the colors."

There are. There was at least one. My alpha thought it would keep us inconspicuous, you know? Colorado is full of hunters, and the better you can hide, the longer you can last. I don't really know.  I only tend to turn on a full moon, and then...you can't really control it anyway. It's not the nicest of experiences. It hurts like hell. Yeah, but there's still some things I can't control. Trying to hide is tough, when you have no idea if you're suddenly going to give yourself away or not.

I will, Riley. Thanks.

Oh god, you’re one of the cheerful ones.

Sure, when I'm not being tortured or anything. What's your name?

I am….or at least I think I am. I ‘unno’ yet. Mister Zion says he’s going easy on me for now. I dunno’ what that means, but I guess I’m just getting used to him.

For now? That doesn't sound good. I'd make the most of the easy time, if I were you. Zion scares me.

You’ve met my dad then? It is okay. Though he never really used to be there for me in the past but now he is trying to be so it’s getting there.

Yeah, I have. I met him yesterday. I'm glad you two are at least getting closer, even if this is the weirdest way ever to actually do that.

Yes, of course I can.

Your dad is Jackson? No way. That must be pretty cool.

It's Twister, dude. You have to put your hands and feet where it tells you to and try not to fall over. It's more fun when there are two of you playing it.

I don't think I'd like it all that much, either. Hell, if I get claimed by someone nice, I guess this could all work out. Here's hoping for that. Yeah? Well, my old pack used to always act as human as possible, and then a lot of them got captured or killed before I really knew much about being a wolf, so...I've always been more human than a lot of my kind are, I guess. I like it this way.

Mhm! He said he might take me to see my old pack if I was good for him. [ he shrugged his shoulders ] Well it’s not bad I guess. I mean he’s not being really mean to me or anything. 

Wow. He must really like you, Taiga. Especially if he's being nice.

Or I could take you out and down to the beach? Would you maybe want that?

Thank you for the offer, JJ, but I think Riley already had that idea. Could you take me somewhere tomorrow, maybe? Please?

Mister Zion claimed me. I’ve been at his house. But he gave me permission to wander around and come to visit you guys!

Wait...Zion claimed you? Uh...how's that going?