As Jacob walked, he picked up on a scent that was both unfamiliar and familiar at the same time and it caused him to snap to attention despite the fact that he knew that there were two other werewolves in the city and that both of them were good. At least for the most part. Listening closely, he picked up on sneakers hitting the ground quickly and both senses quickly told him that whichever wold it was, he was headed in his direction. As the other wolf finally emerged along the path, Jacob smirked and quirked a brow, "In a hurry?" He asked, moving so that he blocked the other's path. He didn't get the feeling that the other would run him down, but if he tried, Jacob was perfectly capable to keeping his ground.