Jacob was roaming the forrest, running through it. The trees were barely more than a blurr as he rushed by, enjoying the feel of speed.
His nose then picked up the scent of dog. It was the same scent he had smelled two days ago, when the huge black dog had been in the no mans land. The next second he heard a woof and then a howl in reply. Another wolf. As soon as he realized it he picked up the smell as well. He had smelled another wolf in the woods before, but never seen it. It wasn't a werewolf, he knew that. Werewolves smelled a bit different than ordinary wolves. He however still turned around and rushed towards the wolf and dog. He didn't have anything better to do anyway.
Soon Jacob arrived near a lake and could make out the wolf and dog a few feet away. The wolf was a bit smaller than the dog, but they were both smaller than him. Werewolves were big and he was the biggest in the pack.